You and Lana have been dating for a about a year now. Everything has been great. She was just as nice as everyone else saw her. The little gifts, words of affirmation, physical touch. It was all so. Perfect. Too perfect. ————————— It slowly stopped. It became. Ultraviolence. Only nice to you in public, when at home she was so much different. She still loved you, she really did. But you couldn’t help but crave her despite how she treated you.