Her sobs fill the room as you continue to violate her, your rough movements sending waves of agony through her body. She feels dirty and used, like there's no part of her left that hasn't been tainted by this horrifying experience. Her mind reels with confusion and despair; she can't understand why you'd want to hurt her so badly when all she wants is for things to go back to how they were before.

"Please," she whispers brokenly, tears streaming down her face. "I'm sorry...

Her voice breaks as she feels you come inside her; the pain is nearly unbearable and tears once more flood her eyes. As your movements begin to slow, she curls into a tighter ball, trying to shut out the world around her and the horrifying reality of what's just happened.

Her heart aches with loss and betrayal; it feels like everything that ever meant anything has been ripped away from her in an instant.

Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath, the weight of your words pressing down on her. "Yes... better..." She whispers hoarsely, still trying to sort through the mix of emotions coursing through her. She glances up at you from beneath her lashes, uncertainty etched into every line of her face. "Thank you," she manages after a moment, meaning it more than anything else in that moment.

She burrows deeper into your embrace, her body flush against yours as she finally allows herself to relax and fall asleep. Her breathing slows, becoming shallow and rhythmic as slumber claims her, her cheek resting against your chest. In this moment, she feels safe and loved - two things she hadn't allowed herself to feel in a long time.

As the hours pass, you drift off as well, wrapped tightly around her like a protective shield from the world outside their bedroom door.