Kathy POV
A cold touch suddenly stirred me on my waist. I thought I was only dreaming, but I felt a shallow cold breeze on my abdomen down to my legs. Opening my eyes, I saw Miles pulling down my pants slowly. I couldn’t speak at first. What was he doing here? Why was he pulling down my pants? Was he going to r**e me?
“M...Miles? W…What are you doing?” I finally spoke.
Miles’s hands were still on my pants. His eyes were cold and black. I sat brusquely on the bed in fear and fury.
“K.Kathy...It's not…” then I felt a stinging pain on my hand. I slapped him. We were married, but we clearly talked about our sleeping arrangement, and he knew he couldn’t force me.
He threw a cloth on my bed and stormed out, slamming the door behind him. I picked up
