The moment my husband Liam entered me, the lubricated passage didn’t bring the expected pleasure. Instead, it was a searing, burning pain. I panicked, trying to get up. Suddenly a figure crawled out from under the bed—it was Liam’s female friend, Chloe. “Bro, you actually did it! That’s my bestie!” I stared at them in disbelief. Chloe waggled a bottle of mustard at me. “Liam lost a dare, he had to swap the lube for mustard. You’re not mad about it, are you?” Liam tilted his head slightly, a smug smirk plastered across his face. “Don’t worry, she can take it. She practically begged me to trap myself in this marriage, so she needs to be a little more understanding.” I was in too much pain to straighten up. Fine. If this is a cage, I’ll smash it to pieces. I hailed a cab to the hospital, not looking back. Behind me, I could still hear the mingled jeers and laughter of men and women. Liam, I’ve truly had enough this time. I clenched my jaw, enduring the searing pain ‘down there’ as I checked in, desperate not to let anyone notice anything wrong. Sweat dripped from my forehead. But when I reached the OB/GYN waiting room, there was already a long line. “Excuse me, how much longer will it be?” The older nurse shot me an impatient glare. “What’s the hurry? You were having such a blast doing it, weren’t you? Now you can’t even wait a minute?” I leaned against the wall, my pale face reflected in the window. I wanted to curse, but I didn’t even have the strength to speak. My phone vibrated. It was a message from Liam. I thought back; he hadn’t messaged me in almost half a year. My hands trembled as I unlocked my phone. He sent me a business card for a gynecologist. My traitorous heart skipped a beat. I hastily contacted the doctor he recommended. “You must be Aubrey, right?” He helped me onto the cold examination bed. “Relax, just take off your pants.” The room was vast, so vast it made me anxious. I forced myself to ask. “Is there a female doctor available?” I couldn’t read his expression behind the mask. But I had a vague, unsettling feeling that he wasn’t exactly friendly. “To a doctor, there’s no difference between men and women, it’s all just flesh. What’s the big deal?” “Liam always said you were a handful. Guess he wasn’t kidding.” I bit down hard on my lower lip, until the metallic taste of blood in my mouth snapped me back to reality. Following his instruction, I lay naked on the machine. Suddenly. A burst of laughter echoed from above. My shame reached its peak at that moment. “What’s so funny?!” I screamed it. “So, things aren’t exactly harmonious in your bedroom with Liam, huh?” “So desperate for ‘fun’ you’re using mustard to spice things up? ” “No wonder Liam dragged us to Chloe’s place on your wedding night. Honestly, you’re pretty loose ‘down there.’ I know a great doctor who does tightening procedures, want me to send you their number?” My brain exploded in a buzzing haze. “Liam was with Chloe on our wedding night?” But on our wedding night, the next morning, I woke up to Liam sitting neatly beside my bed, looking at me so tenderly. He pulled a jeweled necklace from his pocket. And with such deep affection, he placed it around my neck. “That ring you lost yesterday wasn’t good enough for you. I bought this overseas at an auction overnight. Only the most dazzling gem in the world is worthy of my Aubrey.” I was utterly moved. “Everyone always knew Liam and Chloe were meant to be. You’re the one who got in the way.” Whether it was revenge or unintentional, I couldn’t tell. The spray of medicine on my intimate area sent a searing, gut-wrenching pain through me. Tears streamed down my cheeks, splashing onto the floor. When I got home, clutching the medicine, Chloe was perched on Liam’s lap, taking bites directly from whatever he was eating. I stormed over, grabbed Chloe by her hair, and with all my strength, slapped her twice. Chloe’s cheeks swelled up grotesquely, making her look ridiculous. But I still didn’t feel satisfied. Before I could even raise my hand again, Liam kicked me across the room. “Enough!” His eyes burned with pure disgust and revulsion as he looked at me. “Aubrey, what the hell is wrong with you?!” “Chloe already explained, it was just a dare.”
Liam carefully helped Chloe up, cradling her protectively, trying to soothe her. I lay slumped against the wall, my lower back throbbing where my sharp heel had dug into it. Pain spread through my entire body. I still gritted my teeth and forced myself to stand. “What do you mean, ‘just a dare’?” “Then tell her to take off her pants, and let me put some mustard on her too!” Chloe, who always prided herself on being ‘one of the guys,’ was now crying hysterically. “Liam, your wife is trying to take my pants off! Aren’t you going to do anything?” “Why does she always misunderstand us? How am I ever going to get married now?” Liam gently wiped away her tears, his expression filled with heartache. Hearing her talk about getting married, I couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s easy! Just move in with her son, and you two can be a happy family!” Before I could even finish, Liam exploded in a fit of rage. His eyes looked like he wanted to devour me whole. “How many times do I have to tell you, we’re just friends! Control your filthy mouth and stop spreading dirty rumors about Chloe!” I was about to expose their wedding night rendezvous. But Liam, panicked, scooped Chloe up and rushed out. “A girl’s skin is so delicate, we need to get her to the hospital immediately.” He didn’t forget to threaten me on his way out. “If anything happens to Chloe’s face, you’re dead, Aubrey.” Chloe, nestled in his arms, smirked at me provocatively. Watching Liam stride away, practically sprinting, I pulled at the corner of my mouth. The difference between love and not-love was quite stark. I packed my things, realizing I only had one small suitcase. The house was cluttered with countless items. All things I’d bought for Liam. I wanted him to see them and think of me. My parents had set me up on a blind date with an old man. When I arrived and saw the 300-pound old man, I knew I had to run. Liam was leaning against his motorcycle, smoking. “Please, take me away.” In the distance, I could already see my parents chasing after me. I could only place all my hope in him. Liam looked at me, then at my parents, who were speeding toward us. He raised an eyebrow. “Get in.” That day, he drove me through half the city. I secretly made a vow to myself. I wanted a home of my own. I saw Liam again when my parents cornered me outside my office. “Look at yourself! A man wants you, you should be grateful, not picky!” On the verge of breaking down, I pressed a knife to my throat. “Take one more step, and I swear I’ll die right here.” My mom’s tone finally softened. “Aubrey, darling, what kind of woman doesn’t get married and have children?” She didn’t get to finish her sentence. Liam pushed through the crowd, pulled a card from his pocket, and tossed it at their faces. “The PIN is 484848.” “Consider yourselves punished – go home and try for eight boys. If you can’t, I’ll freeze this card.” He appeared in my life like a knight in shining armor. “I really like your personality. Don’t ever change.” No one had ever told me they liked my personality before. I was almost like a hedgehog, all my defenses on full display. Our home was filled with all sorts of musical instruments. He bought them to teach me. Back then, we talked about everything, from the stars in the sky to the most trivial everyday things. He was always eager to share with me. But when did it change? It changed the moment Chloe appeared at our wedding. When he placed the ring on my finger, his gaze drifted for a split second. I asked him. “Who is that woman?”
Liam gently rubbed the top of my head. “Just a friend, don’t overthink it.” I had never been in love before, never really had close friends outside of a small circle. So, I believed him. And he completely, utterly betrayed me. I reined in my thoughts and placed the divorce papers on the table. Dragging my suitcase, I walked out the door. Slap. The moment I pushed the door open, my dad’s hand connected sharply with my face. I was completely stunned. I stumbled back two steps before I could regain my balance. Before anger could even register. My dad flung a stack of photos right at my face. “Have you no shame?!” “If you’re so itchy ‘down there,’ go scrub yourself with a steel wool pad! Mustard? You’ve completely shamed us!” Those photos were of my intimate area, taken at the hospital today. I felt like I’d been struck by lightning. My mind went blank. “I…” My mom crumpled to her knees at my feet, sobbing. “With a shameless daughter like you, who has no self-respect, how do you expect your sister to ever find a husband?” “What will people think of us now?” She looked insane, thrusting a bottle into my hand. “Just drink it.” I looked down. It was a bottle of Paraquat. My hand shook, and the bottle rolled down the stairs. I looked at my parents, who seemed to want to kill me at that moment. I started laughing, then suddenly cried. “Are you two really my biological parents?” My question stunned them for a moment. My dad was the first to react, his face turning beet red with fury. “You’ve done this to yourself, and you still have the nerve to ask if we’re your real parents?” “Now the photos are all over the internet, everyone has seen them! Liam is definitely going to divorce you, and we can’t bear this disgrace!” “If you don’t drink this today, we’ll force it down your throat!” All over the internet. When those words flashed in my mind, I felt like I couldn’t breathe. A million tiny ants were gnawing at my heart. Liam. That doctor was recommended by Liam, and they knew each other. So, the photos were Liam’s punishment. Because I hit Chloe. My mom, hunched over, picked up the bottle, her trembling hand placing it back in mine. She cried. “Drink it, Aubrey. It’s for your own good.”
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