Married At 18 I'm His Wife, Not Hers

In my freshman year at college I got into a tight situation, the guy was relentless, he had sex with me twice, wham, wham. The next day he came to my dorm and got me up to talk to him. He told me he thought I was cute, and wanted a relationship. I said no thanks, I wasn't interested. But I got pregnant, he took me to the courthouse, the judge waived the waiting period, we walked out married. I had a miscarriage in my 11th week. He was devastated, I was relieved, we never told anyone we were married. He finished college, got a job and moved. I stayed in college, in my senior year I met a girl and things got out of hand. After a night of sex with her I called him.

That's my life. I don't, can't. make life decisions he doesn't approve of. Where I live, the car I drive, the place I work, my relationship with Amy. He asked for a baby when I turned 30, my partner has had to accept that we can't get married, I'm his wife.

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