'You should give birth to a boy as soon as possible. Spare us both.' He was about to leave the room when I suddenly stood up and grabbed his arm. I would never plead for myself. I never begged for love, but this was a completely different situation.
'Please, if it's a girl, love her. I beg you.'
'Didn't I tell you not to touch me unless I allow it?'
I withdrew my hands.
'Okay, I'm not touching you,' I said. If he had asked me to beg at his feet for love, I would have done it. I didn't want my daughter to go through what I did. It was too painful. If it weren't for my fear of God, I would have ended my life long ago. The last thing I would ever want is to pass my cursed life onto my daughter.
'I will never touch you. I won't do anything you don't want. I won't even speak if you don't w
