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Verda was a total neat freak. She hated being touched. In the three years we'd been married, we never once shared a bed. I respected her boundaries and never laid a finger on her. Then I found out she'd been cheating on me—with her first love. When they were together, Verda pleaded, "Martin, please, stop. I swear that idiot Arnold never laid a hand on me." I just took a drag on my cigarette and kept quiet. Calmly, I saved the footage from the security camera. I was finally free. Later, she sat there crying over and over, scrolling through our old messages. Meanwhile, I was trying out new positions with my new girlfriend—over and over.