The price of love is a penny, trust is a pitiful dime. And my life, according to my husband, is not worth even these crumbs. He turned her into hell, trampled her, turned her inside out. And when I had no strength left at all, fate decided to take pity on me. Everything changed by a chance meeting with a man whom I hadn’t even remembered all these years. He became an outlet for me, that necessary breath of fresh air. It would seem that life is getting better, but... Then why am I tormented by the question: is it a reward or a punishment? Strictly 18+. Sometimes openly Rarely swearing Obligatory HE) Products 5-6 times a week. thank you for wonderful cover!