Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

In an attempt to escape, Rebecca stumbled backward, falling to the ground.

"Dirty hands?" Eddy was instantly enraged, his smile twisted, "You think I'm filthy? You, of all people, think you can judge me?"

He advanced step by step, hoisting Rebecca up from the floor.

"Think I'm dirty? Won't let me touch you? Rebecca, it seems I've been far too lenient with you over the years!"

With one arm, he scooped Rebecca up.

"Ah!"

As she was lifted into the air, Rebecca was consumed by fear. "What are you doing?"

"What am I doing?" Eddy sneered, "You'll find out soon enough!"

He carried her upstairs, kicked open the door, and threw Rebecca onto the bed with force.

"Hmph!" With a sinister smile, he loomed over Rebecca.

"You know, after all these years, did you ever wonder why I never slept with you?"

Rebecca's eyes widened; she knew. Initially, she thought he was grappling with some moral dilemma...

But then, she realized, he thought she was beneath him!

"Rebecca, I might be 'dirty,' but you're no saint either!"

reaching for Rebecca, "How does it feel,

did he

Rebecca could

fabric tearing accompanied the chilling sensation on her shoulders

then covered her shoulder, "Trying to run, huh? Think if I

"No!"

horrified eyes,

and Rebecca screamed and struggled, but he restrained

What could she do?

her husband,

alarm clock on the nightstand... if it was

It was!

tightly, Rebecca

cried out in pain,

hadn't hit her mark. The clock grazed Eddy's forehead, drawing

intensified, and he raised his

wretch! Dare to hit

enough for you? Now you want

"Ah!"

his fist descended, Eddy reached to tear

please..." Rebecca was battered and barely clothed, and the assault

Suddenly, the doorbell rang!

stopped, frustrated

doorbell persisted, forcing Eddy to halt his assault and kick Rebecca