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8 | 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐏𝐨𝐯

"Why did you always blame me for everything?" She inquired, her voice cracking at the end; she had never sounded this way before, but the alcohol in her system had induced it. I need to reconcile things and apologize to her, but only when she is in her right mind - I don't like to say it, but I detest it when I watch his eyes darken with the need for her. It offends me greatly. We are married, willing or unwilling, and she is my duty.

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