A year after our marriage, my husband's income dropped, and we struggled with living expenses, so we moved into his parents' home. Just as I had grown accustomed to the lifestyle and was focusing on getting pregnant, it happened. As if he couldn't stand seeing us fail to conceive, my father-in-law suddenly attacked me. From then on, no matter how much I resisted, I was fucked every single day. This twisted relationship continued for a long time, and before I knew it, four years had passed...
