I broke my leg and lost my baby to save my husband, and he brought another woman to our house to fuck.

To save my husband, I sacrificed the leg I, a dancer, was most proud of, and the child in my womb.

Liam worried I hadn't fully recovered, so he never slept with me again.

That was until I was on a FaceTime call with my best friend abroad and caught sight of him, intimate and affectionate, with the dance academy’s former belle.

The girl asked, curious:

“She’s lost a leg. Would you still sleep with her?”

“Is she as soft as me?”

He said, “The thought of her missing leg just kills my desire.”

“You’re the softest. I only want to be with you.”

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