It’s been three years since I moved in with my in-laws, who come from a family of doctors. We started living together with the idea of trying to conceive, but our efforts to have a baby didn’t go as planned. My husband, an obstetrician-gynecologist, was pushing me, and I had to have sex every day as if it were an obligation… I was trying to console myself from the anxiety and loneliness I felt, but to my surprise, my father-in-law was watching me. He was taking advantage of the gaps in my mind and body and forcing himself on me…