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I want Debutla to beat me. I want her to come home to a delicious homemade meal after work, and mark me with bruises and scratches. I want to have to wear long sleeved shirts when visiting the store to pick up items. I want my friends to check on me to see if everything is ok at home. I want her to slowly distance me from my friends, family, and everyone I know. I want her to make me completely reliant on her. I want Debulta to throw stuff at me when I try to refill her glass. I want the police to show up at our house to check on me. I want to lie and tell them that I have a habit of falling down the stairs. Isla, I am begging you.
