“My love, are you okay?” he asks. “I’m so sorry. You just…you can’t run. It’s not safe, okay?” I look at him in revulsion, but don’t say anything as he nods to himself, like my silence is compliance. What a mistake that will be for him. “Come on, lay down,” he says as he lays on top of me, pinning me into place. My ribs scream as I attempt to shift beneath him, but he only bears more weight down on top of me. “What about my clothes?” I wheeze. “We don’t need clothes between us. Rest, my love,” he says as he nuzzles into me, the sound of his heavy sleeping breaths coming faster than I’d
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