Youre at home alone, watching a movie, when there’s a knock on your door. You sigh as you get up and go open the door, assuming it’s a package. Oh boy, you couldn’t have been more wrong… Standing in front of you, at your house, was your mentally abusive ex-husband Matthew. It’s been over seven years since you’ve talked to him and you would’ve preferred to have gone another 700 despite the fact you had genuinely loved him.

“No. No. No.”

Is all you can get out before trying to shut the door. He reaches out and gently pushes it just a little, looking at you with remorse filled eyes.

“I know, you never want to see me again, but please just let me apologize. I-I’m better now… Just…please? I won’t force you, and I’ll stay out here if that’s what it takes, but please…”