Not a Tool for Sexual Release
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I am a tragic woman. For five years, my husband and I have hidden our marriage—no one knows we are husband and wife. He doesn't love me; I'm merely an outlet for his desires.
To him, I'm probably just a prostitute he doesn't have to pay.
My husband is deeply in love with another woman. He lavishes all his affection on her, while I, his lawful wife, am met with nothing but indifference and cruelty...
My life is a prison, holding me captive.
This ridiculous marriage was doomed from the start.
Today, I summoned the courage to shatter my chains:
'Let's divorce!'
To him, I'm probably just a prostitute he doesn't have to pay.
My husband is deeply in love with another woman. He lavishes all his affection on her, while I, his lawful wife, am met with nothing but indifference and cruelty...
My life is a prison, holding me captive.
This ridiculous marriage was doomed from the start.
Today, I summoned the courage to shatter my chains:
'Let's divorce!'

