Although we got married, the death of my father delayed our wedding. It finally took place half a year later. However, I had a secret that I couldn't tell my husband. A promise made to that man to protect my relationship with my husband. Every Friday, even as our wedding approached, I was raped by that man. Each time Friday came around, I was crushed by guilt. Yet, the rough kisses and caresses from that man gradually changed my body…
