His wife was a virgin! Dion was sure that almost every groom is sure about it when they get married. But he was sure too. Just, his surety laid on the other side. He was deadly sure that Abi was not. And how could he not be? She was an escort working the bar when he had met her. Was she not?
Yet, the blood on the sheets and her body withering in pain said otherwise. The blood on his… fuck! Did he just force a virgin woman so forcefully?
He was never going to forgive himself for that. He looked at her sleeping figure with a new wave of guilt crushing his chest. His body felt heavy and so was his heart.
He had been so harsh on her all this time thinking.. He ran a hand in his hair as frustration started to rise. He picked up his shirt and left the room.
The sound of thud on the door woke Abigail. She rubbed her eyes and looked around when the events of last night washed through her mind.