Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Rebecca and Eddy fell in love in the prime of their youth. They were the epitome of a perfect couple, envied by those around them for their matching intellects and looks. Their families were well-matched in social status, and both sets of parents were eager to see them wed.

Everything seemed to be going smoothly. Rebecca had imagined a simple life ahead - getting married, having children, and living an ordinary life together.

However, on her wedding day, fate played a cruel joke on her.

The night of the wedding, Rebecca and her 'beloved' became intimately entwined...

When dawn broke, the doors to the bridal suite were violently flung open!

At that moment, Rebecca lay in bed, her body barely covered, the room bearing the evidence of the night's passion...

The torn wedding dress, the stained sheets, and the lingering scent of intimacy...

It was clear that the night had been intense.

Rebecca could never forget the look of disgust on Eddy's face as he stared at her.

"Rebecca! You're filthy!"

Rebecca was dumbfounded.

She realized that on her wedding night, she had slept with a stranger...

She didn't even know who the man was! Before she woke up, the man had left her behind and disappeared!

shame and blame. Her

words became linked to

Rebecca didn't know how to explain

the wrong room, with the wrong groom, losing her virtue and

the story, Sherilyn sighed

forms of suffering in the world, and Rebecca, who appeared optimistic and independent, was living through

"Rebecca."

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