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isn't now. I take it because that is what

the other woman does. Why do I love this

vile man as much as I do? He tugs my

head back by my hair and whispers the

angriest of things in my ear. I try to open

my eyes, but they're too heavy. As the

darkness takes me, I feel him enter me. I

hear him growl, and I let myself drift

off, away from this cruel man and his

abuse I so willingly take.