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He coerced me into sex. In the morning, he looked different. He was handsome and innocent, without blemish. I walked down the red carpet, escorted by my father. His smile drew me in. I approached him, feeling as if it were my first time meeting him. He asked, 'Are you ready?' and I said yes. We were led to the pastor, a man of God, who prayed for me as I stood. After saying 'I do,' we took pictures.
It was our wedding night. We were both a little shy, as we had never been intimate before. I asked him to stop, telling him I wasn’t ready, but he insisted. Though he forced himself on me, I later felt a sense of relief.
Our fears are not always the same.
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