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!

faced endless shame and blame. Her family,

dirty, disgraceful..." Those words became linked

Rebecca didn't know

room, with the wrong groom, losing her

the story, Sherilyn sighed deeply, at

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

"Rebecca."

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couldn't continue, but

in affairs, as a way to vent his frustration and

her hands to her face, sobbing, her shoulders

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