CHAPTER 48

Why?

Why me?

I did not want to cry anymore.

The thought only made me cry harder.

I woke up covered in his cum, nude, aching, tired and filthy.

My cum-covered body was the cleanliest. My ripped clothes were the least tattered.

My mind, my soul, my heart; they were dirtier. My muscles, my lips, my body; they were smashed.

What was the word?

Tainted.

I was tainted.

I was tainted by him.

I was tainted by love.

I winced when I stood up. I staggered. The room spun for a few seconds and I leaned on the headboard.

Tears!

The tears are wetting the dried cum on my face.

He did that to me.

That fucking bastard.

He made me feel again. He touched me again. He squeezed my heart again.

He was going to be father.

I could hear my own broken sobs.

I loved him. He...he used me.

He wanted my body. He could have it.

Why did he take my heart too?

He was going to be a daddy. He made his wife pregnant then he came and fucked me.