Chapter 1

My husband, Kim Hyun, is acting strange today.

Something hot and hard was relentlessly thrusting upward into me. My legs spread wider of their own accord.

He must have lost his mind.

Otherwise, there was no way he—a man who had maintained a leisurely and dull sexual relationship throughout our marriage—would suddenly transform like this.

Sounds so overwhelming I wanted to cover my ears flooded in. Heat rushed to her face and neck in blotches, turning her as red as she could possibly get. Her entire body shook as he drove into her recklessly, as if he were a complete stranger.

"Haah, ngh...!"

Her body jolted in spasms, and her spine curled tight. As he stimulated only the points of pleasure, her vision-already poor-blurred further, and she felt a wave of dizziness. Her mouth went bone-dry from the searing sensation. As if sensing this, a wet tongue suddenly surged inside.

"Mmph, ngh...!"

Urgent, hot breaths were exchanged between their locked lips. This behavior was truly unlike him. They had shared countless kisses, but this was the first time she felt as though she were suffocating.

Aren't kisses supposed to be gentle and pleasant?

Seoryung felt a shiver of revulsion at the slightly crude and barbaric feeling.

She couldn't tell if this was pleasure or discomfort. It was strange-truly strange. But whenever she tried to squirm even slightly, her husband bit her nape as if to subdue her.

"Ngh...!"

He was pinning both her wrists down to keep her from moving. He had been doing it since the start, and eventually, the area around her wrists began to throb with a stinging pain.

"Ugh... let go of my hands. It hurts..."

Despite those pained moans, her husband paid no heed and lowered his head further. Her hair, falling over her upper body, tickled her skin, but he remained overbearing and ignored her words.

It was an incredibly indifferent act for a husband who had never once acted selfishly, always being considerate of her lack of sight.

"Hng, ugh, ngh...!"

He had always been polite and cautious. He was not a man who ever treated his wife carelessly.

Yet, here he was, invading her once again with brute force. Hah...! A short scream escaped her lips.

"Hyun-yi, haah...! Stop for a sec...!"

"I can't. There's no time."

A low, raspy voice leaked out.

Time? What time?

But her thoughts couldn't linger.

Her pelvis kept colliding with him. The violent motion of his hips sent vibrations echoing to the furthest reaches of her being.

Having never experienced sex this rough, her body trembled in shocks. It felt as if every path he traversed was boiling a vivid red.

"Hng..!"

Her breath hitched, and her vision blurred

until physiological tears spilled over. It was only today she learned for the first time that when one feels extreme pleasure, the tear ducts are forcibly stimulated, spiraling out of control.

His elastic pelvis collided and retreated time and again. With the intense thrusting came a sense of falling so profound she couldn't tell if the end of this was life or death.

How many times have we been this drenched in sweat during sex?

Her husband was truly strange today.

She had already lost track of how much time had passed. Nevertheless, heat continued to surge through her entire body as if they were only just beginning. He didn't seem to have any intention of stopping. Her breath reached the tip of her throat, but the uncertainty of the end made the sensation even more dizzying.

"You shouldn't do things like this when I'm not around."

Then, Kim Hyun lowered himself and licked away her tears with his tongue.

"You shouldn't spread your legs like this."

"Hng...! What are you talking about...! Hng...."

"Fuck, haah...."

Gripping her pelvis and moving violently, he uttered a curse word he had never used in his life.

"Haa, ngh...! You're strange, Hyun-yi... cursing and everything... it's strange."

"I'm sorry. Just let me have it for tonight, just for tonight."

"Mmm...."

He bit Seoryung's plump lower lip and surged deep into the mucous membrane. Seoryung's nerves relaxed slightly at the cool scent of his perfume, which was practically his own body scent.

"Then at least... let go of my hands."

"I don't want to."

"I told you it hurts."

"It's better if it hurts so the marks last longer."

He spoke words she couldn't understand while accelerating his pace even further. As if today were the last day. He rubbed his forehead against her shoulder, pressed his lips to her, and suddenly sank his teeth in, letting out a pained groan.

In moments like this, she resented her failing eyes. She wanted to see what kind of expression he was making. She wanted to hold the invisible man tightly, but her vision remained a blur.

At most, she could only vaguely perceive the outlines and movements of his body.

The deterioration of her retinas had been a misfortune that happened one day.

But since she had met her husband after that, she believed everything in the world had a plus and a minus.

Though she was trapped in a blurry vision like a prison of fog, it had been a more peaceful and satisfying time than ever before.

Ihad lived my life feeling bleak even before my eyes went bad anyway... Therefore, compared to gaining Kim Hyun, this kind ofillness was nothing.

Because everything had changed since this man appeared.

"Hyun-yi..."

She had fallen helplessly for the care and love she had never received in her life. She experienced a world where the light had vanished together with this man.

Every morning, he came to her with fresh flowers and put her shoes on for her.

Sometimes he fed her and washed her.

When the sun rose, a shower of bird-like kisses replaced her alarm, and when night fell, he plunged her into a leisurely and deep ecstasy.

When she told him she couldn't raise a child with a body like this, he had minimized penetration as much as possible. He didn't trust condoms much either. Penetration happened only rarely, focusing solely on her pleasure.

Their two years of married life had been that serene.

"Haah... hng...! Haah...!"

His firm grip suddenly clenched Seoryung's nape. Simultaneously, both Kim Hyun and she felt a surge of heat like a small explosion, their bodies trembling in convulsions.

Perhaps due to the aftermath of the relentless onslaught, Seoryung's body went limp. His body naturally descended as well.

Without anyone initiating, the two embraced their sweat-soaked bodies and shared shallow

kisses.

Meanwhile, he, still inside her, grew heavy once again.

"Ngh...."

Her husband is strange.

He was truly strange today....

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The moment she opened her eyes, a groan escaped her, as if she had been in a car accident.

The encounter, which had begun in the early evening and lasted well past dawn, had an equally lingering afterglow.

Even after the long and grueling lovemaking ended, her husband continued to fuss over her body, leaving bruises here and there. Every time Seoryung woke from her sleep, Kim Hyun was still sucking on her skin.

I really need to talk to him about what kind of ghost possessed him last night...

But first, her husband had to go to work.

Seoryung stepped out of bed without putting on any clothes. Because she could sufficiently gauge the position of objects through a dull sense of perception, she could move freely around their honeymoon home without a cane.

...Hyun-yi."

The moment her exhausted voice leaked out, she sensed his presence. The sound of fabric rubbing against fabric, as if he were tying his tie in the dressing room, could be heard right in front of her.

Receiving a kiss pressed against one cheek, Seoryung habitually snatched his tie.

"Why didn't you wake me up today?"

"I thought you'd be tired, Seoryung. I wanted you to sleep more. You need more sleep."

He kissed her rounded shoulder repeatedly.

Ignoring him, she perfectly tied her husband's tie.

After getting married, Seoryung had quit her job as a caregiver and became a full-time housewife.

The decline in her retinal function was the primary reason, but Kim Hyun was also the one who wanted her to stay home.

Consequently, Seoryung made it a point to see her husband off to work.

Perhaps because she had lived in an orphanage for so long, the act of seeing off and waiting for family still felt surreal; every time, it felt like she was opening a storybook.

Of course, she kept her obsessive desire to confirm and re-confirm his existence tightly hidden.

Because that's how she had been taught by her teacher.

"I mean, I didn't know it would be this tiring and painful."

“......"

The hand wandering around her collarbone stopped abruptly.

"Let's talk about this later. If we dawdle, you'll be late for work, Hyun-yi."

A faint sigh escaped his lips. Feeling his gaze lingering intensely over her naked body, she grinned.

"I want to see your body too, Hyun-yi. I want to see your face."

"Don't be upset; feel free to touch me as much as you want."

He pulled Seoryung's hand to his face. He was surprisingly tall and well-built, but he was so naive and gentle that his physique never felt intimidating.

"Still.... Even if I touch you every day, I'll miss you and long to see you for the rest of my life.

Why didn't you find me a little sooner? Then I could have seen your face...."

"I'm sorry about that."

At times like this, the desire to clear the foggy mist from her vision became even more

intense.

You'll stay by my side forever, right? Give me something more than love.

Clingy words, asking him to love her to death, rose to the tip of her throat. However, Seoryung bit her lip and barely managed to suppress her surging emotions. This was exactly the way to avoid making mistakes, as taught by her teacher.

Do not burden the other person. Process your own emotions yourself. Because the other person must not become afraid.

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