"I love you, you know that right?" he says. "I know I love you too," I say. "Then why won't you leave him?" he asked as if his heart was being pulled out of his chest. "Don't you get it's not easy? I would be going against my family's wishes. Against everything that I believe." I tell to him with watery eyes. "But it makes me sick when you're with him knowing that he touches you whenever he wants," he says with a disgust evidently in his voice. What do you want me to do he is my husband what do you expect?" "I want you to leave him", "I-I" Before I was able to finish my sentence he pushed me to the wall and starts kissing my lips and then moves to my neck, a moan leaves my mouth. I can feel him smirk in my neck before he pulled away. "You like my lips against your skin, so why can't you let him go? he asks. " Because... I think I'm preg-p-pregnant"