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“You don’t want to be a bad wife, don’t you?”
A pained wince came from her. Her fingernails dug into the skin of his hand.
“No! I don’t want to go back. I want to go home.”
Eddie’s fingers grabbed her hair even harder. With a new source of anger, he continued to walk, dragging her through the dust.
“I know it’s hard, darling. But I’m bringing you home now.”
Her sobbing and pleading only grew louder.
And there you will accept my love. I will be even more perfect for you, so you never try to run away again.