"If you love me, you will marry me."
He stands up and leaves me on the bed. I feel used and utterly naked and exposed. He wants me to marry him so that I can prove to him that I do love him.
I do not want to marry him, that's a fact I know without any doubt. But he asked me and I know that he is expecting an answer soon. I also know that this isn't really a question, it's more of a statement. He will put a ring on my finger despite what I say.
He wants to put a claim on his property as if he already hasn't done that to my soul.
I hear the shower running; he is taking a bath. I don't move, I am so tired and sore. He was particularly rough with me today and I don't know if I can walk or even have the energy to stand up. I will myself to do so, even though my body is screaming at me otherwise.
