Chapter 3

Over the next four days, Evelyn slowly got settled at the large house of Emily Delahunty. Emily had enquired with an old acquaintance about how best to get the divorce final very soon. He had agreed to aid Evelyn, and a letter had been sent to Evelyn's former address to inform her spouse of her request to divorce. Emily and her acquaintance had both agreed it to be best not to say a word about the existence of the child in her womb if she for real wanted to get rid of David – which was of course very acceptable.

They had not heard of her spouse anymore, and that didn't reassure Evelyn at all. She had at least expected him to meet her either at the school or someplace else to defy her with having left and force her to go home with him again. When she walked alone on the street, she didn't feel safe at all anymore, continually looking over her shoulder to make sure no tall once handsome guy was following her – either in an intoxicated state or not. She was sure David would be furious upon reading the letter to request for divorce and wouldn't let it slide that easily.

Her suspicion was confirmed when Tuesday after school hours a very familiar, tall figure showed up in the doorway of her classroom, where she usually remained to correct papers for an hour or more before going 'home'.

"I can't believe even you would be stupid enough to make it so easy for me," David slurred, the smell immediately penetrating the room indicating he must have been downing alcohol once again. Evelyn at once dropped her pen, looking up, heart pounding in her throat. She knew how dangerous and aggressive he could truly be with alcohol in his blood. She slowly realized the meaning of his words, sadly enough having to admit that indeed she must have made it very easy for him. There was no one who would hear her if she screamed. "Do you truly believe that I would let you go so easily?" he whispered, menacingly. A smile graced his features as he stepped closer and saw fear clouding over her eyes.

He took another step nearer, and Evelyn intuitively slipped off her chair and backed against the wall, putting as much distance as possible between them. "I don't recognize you," she whispered, eyeing him.

She didn't have the chance or the strength to run. She candidly froze in fear as her spouse, the man she had once loved, stepped once again nearer, roughly grabbing her wrists, yanking her to him easily. She could feel his breath on her face as he pushed his wife up against the wall, and he shifted so that he held both of her wrists in one hand, and he could use the other freely to roam over her bosom and down her side, very slowly hitching up the long dress she wore. With every inch higher, he smirked wider as more fear took over her already numb body, and Evelyn began begging as the air coming in through the half open windows hit the back of her thighs. "Please, David," she begged. "If you ever loved me, stop now…"

Tears filled up her eyes as she felt more than saw him reach up to unbuckle his belt. She began to struggle with both arms and legs with all she could, hoping to free herself, but all to no avail. His firm, tall body that had attracted her so when they first met, was her main disadvantage now. David was just too strong. She could do nothing but scream. Her wriggling and pleas didn't affect him in any way. Was this the man she had once loved so deeply… whom she had wanted to grow older with and have children with?

The thought of the innocent life inside her made her cease all tries to get free. Maybe if she tried to cooperate…

She, however, could do nothing but scream as he suddenly penetrated her deep, rutting furiously for release without allowing her to adjust to his size or their position. She wasn't ready for him in any way, and she was sure it would leave its scars on her. "Please, David," she begged in tears. "You're hurting me…"