Kathy's POV
The clock ticked, breaking the silence that spread across Ethan's whole apartment. He loved the ticking sound of a clock.
My back ached like hell. There were bruises all over my back and on my neck as well. It hurt me.
I moved my body helplessly across Ethan's massive bed. It was as soft as the bed back in my room -the visitor's room.
It was already 06:20 am and Ethan was still in bed. Last night was hell and heaven. It was wine and kola. Ethan was almost killing me.
I began to question if I could handle this for two whole months. If Ethan would keep banging me that way for two whole months, would I even get to survive it? My head spinned as I tried to get an answer.
But there was no backing down. I had promised to take revenge on Chloe and on my f*****g husband. Thi
