Felicia Chapman

I rolled over and my husband was softly snoring. I had a horrible headache, I remember that I had been exceptionally drunk he night before, New Years Eve. I was exhausted, I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand. It was almost 1 in the afternoon. I rolled out of bed sitting up, I was exceptionally sore. I looked at my husband he was in his pajamas, so I knew that he hadn’t touched me. I pushed my long dark hair behind my ear and rubbed my...