ALMA

Fuck!

I'd rather walk into a sea of monsters that dare to move an inch from this bed. I felt him beside me and the strange smell of sweat that lingered on the bed sheets. I was living the torture of my life without even knowing.

Again, fuck!

I opened my eyes slowly and inconspicuously as I winced, feeling the ache settle in my thighs and back. It felt like the bedsheets were going to swallow me when I felt the shame start to seep in, and then they disrespectfully broke boundaries ...