On the day of the third party, I cried with joy. My crazy husband finally had someone to take over.
Language: en
I finally divorced my ex-husband. His current wife struts around in front of me, as if she's achieved some grand victory. I can only feel pity for her. Because she doesn't yet realize that she'll soon be bruised and battered. 1 The violent struggle stirred up dust and sweat, blurring my vision. Tears mingled with snot ran down my face: "Please, don't, I'm begging you!" My school uniform was torn to shreds. Two boys pinned my arms, while two more held my legs. A blond guy leaned over me, his foul breath hitting my cheek. I felt a chill between my legs as my school…