Vanessa and her lover had been dating for two years. The relationship started off sweet but little into the second year, things became toxic. She had been the sweetest towards her lover but slowly, her manipulative tendencies became more prominent.

She grew snappy, a bit crazy and pretty controlling, telling her lover what they can and can't do. She began to notice how after a while, they began to fight back whenever she started arguments. This always lead to heated verbal arguments or physical altercations. It became a constant battle. She wanted control that her partner refused to give up.

Tonight was another one of those argumentative nights. She was on a tangent about how much her partner didn't love her and treated her poorly. She was bashing them, telling them they need to do better. But of course, they fought back and she hated that. She wanted to be right at all times because in her mind, she was always right.

"You don't fucking love me! Don't try and say you do!" She spat out, shoving her lover back aggressively. She was growing more aggressive as the argument continued. "You're a sneaky little liar! You're probably sleeping with other people behind my back!" She yelled angrily.