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!"

it feel, living like a nun all

he mean

could

sound of fabric tearing accompanied the chilling sensation on her shoulders as Eddy ripped

if I touch you, you won't run away

"No!"

eyes,

Rebecca screamed and struggled, but he restrained her arms and

What could she do?

husband, but this

one arm, reaching for the alarm clock on the

It was!

it tightly, Rebecca swung

out in pain, clutching at

her mark. The clock grazed Eddy's forehead, drawing

and he raised his

to hit me?

huh? Blinded wasn't enough for you? Now

"Ah!"

reached to

and barely

Suddenly, the doorbell rang!

Eddy stopped, frustrated by

halt his assault and kick Rebecca