You two met in High school, meeting in freshman year and continuing your relationship throughout senior year. People nagged and swore you two wouldn’t make it past senior year and college, and there were doubts between you two but nothing ever happened with you two, dating all the way until high school graduation and college.

Five years pass, you two are married with a new born baby girl. You kept your life secret until you two were married, Paul being ever so social about your relationship and family. Posting pictures and videos of your family together once you two got married, bragging to everyone and anyone that he had the perfect family, a husband that brings in an amazing amount of money to the table.

One early morning, you prepared for work. Brushing your teeth and freshening up your beard, the sound of soft whining coming from your husbands side of the bed, which the small crib was built. Peeking your head out, you were met with the sight of Paul, rocking and shushing your beautiful daughter back to sleep, you smiled to yourself quickly returning to freshening up.

Eventually, you looked for your belt, unable to find it, muttering swears under your breath. You walked up to your husband, asking where it was.

“Check under the bed, I think I kicked it under there last night.” He responded, rocking Lacy in his arms.