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!"

tore open his shirt, reaching for Rebecca, "How does it feel, living like a

he mean

Rebecca could grasp

chilling sensation on her shoulders as Eddy ripped

I touch you,

"No!"

horrified eyes,

Rebecca screamed and struggled, but he restrained her arms

What could she do?

he was her husband, but this

alarm clock on the nightstand... if it was still

It was!

Rebecca

out in pain, clutching

mark. The clock grazed Eddy's forehead, drawing blood, but it

the blood, Eddy's fury intensified, and he

to hit

Blinded wasn't enough for you? Now you want broken bones?

"Ah!"

Eddy reached to tear off

Rebecca was battered and barely clothed, and the assault

Suddenly, the doorbell rang!

that?" Annoyed, Eddy stopped,

to halt his assault and kick Rebecca