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I can no longer speak to or touch him... I was devastated by the grief of losing my husband in an accident, but further tragedy awaited me. The day after I lost my husband, I was raped by Sudo, a friend who had been looking after my husband, to no avail. My husband, smiling gently in the funeral portrait, would not help me. From then on, I continued to be raped by Sudo, who came over almost every day. And then I learned that there is something that can erase the love and guilt for my husband...