Earlier, I was awake when he entered the room but I was afraid to see his reaction so I pretended to sleep. When he lay beside me, the bed moved, and I was concerned that he would realize I was only pretending to sleep. I waited for him to leave the room but he didn’t; instead, his fingers traced a line into my lips, and it took everything I had not to open my eyes and stared back at him. Why not, though? I was sure I could do it! So, I slowly opened my eyes to see his reaction but he suddenly got angry and scowled at me.

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