Do you want kids

Vanessa

I wake up to the ray of sunshine seeping through the window and I realize that I did not shut them the night before. I groan at nature disturbing my sleep, putting a stop to my time of escape. I open my eyes and look around everywhere noting that it is still the same place I have been waking up to. I scoff at the thought.

Like anything would change because I went to sleep.

I groan again and when I look around, I can see that we are way into the day. How long did I sleep? How come no one woke me up? And then reality dawns on me again.

I lazily try to move my body to get up from the bed and the feel of soreness that shoots through my body from the middle of my legs serves as a wake-up call and a reminder of what happened last night.

Everything starts to come back to me. The events of last night hitting me in flashes. Flashes that I would give anything to forget. A lot of times I have been told how amazing wedding nights are but mine was filled with degradation and humiliation. A