My blood turned to ice. What did that mean? Was he a maniac? Insane? But I was exhausted, and I knew that in the morning I had to appear obedient — for my father’s sake. So I lay down, without even taking off my wedding dress.

When I woke up in the morning, he was gone.

The next night, the same thing happened. He placed the chair next to the bed again, sat down, and silently watched me without blinking, as if waiting for me to fall asleep. On the third night — the same.

I began to believe my husband was insane, that he was hiding something terrible, and I couldn’t understand what he wanted from me.

But on the fourth night, something happened that froze me in horror.

I was already asleep when I felt movement beside me. A heavy, raspy breath at my ear jolted me awake. I opened my eyes — and saw my husband right in front of me, so close I could smell h

is old cologne. But what he was doing was even more terrifying. 😨😱 Continued in first comment 👇👇