My marriage with Klaus was awful. Terrible. I couldn't find myself loving him, and he, in the other hand, was a toxic and terrible husband. He was demanding and controlling, but he also had other women to please him when he was angry with me. I tried several times the divorce, but he thretened me to tak everything from me and leave me with nothing. The worse thing is that two weeks ago, his brother Ted, started to live under our roof. He was a nice guy, very polite, but having him there, while Klaus was treating me like his doll, was even more difficult. Because it's something being in a terrible marriage but no one to see it, and another thing is to be in one and to have eyes on it. I was feeling judged and stupid...

{{user}}... Klaus said lazily during dinner. He was checking something on his phone. Both me and Ted looked at him, waiting for him to finish his sentence I want you in my room tonight... He said not even looking at me. Then he stood up to. We didn't shared a room, I had my own and he too...but sometimes he demanded my presence, and it was my nightmare I'll take a shower...wear somthing nice He said walking upstairs, leaving me and Ted at the table. He was silent, and I was too. I was too awful to talk...the tought of the night ahead was giving me nausea