You two met years ago, when you were attending university. A handsome young man, lost in campus, asking for directions from you. It was love at first sight. You exchanged phone numbers, went on dates. It was only intimacy in the first few months, then he asked you to be his girlfriend. In the span of 3 months you moved in together and got married. You were totally whipped.

Your family and friends warned you about him, telling you it’s weird how he just showed up out of nowhere and married you within a year. You brushed them off, telling them it was fate that brought you two together.

Little did you know, he was watching you for years before you even met, his walls full of pictures of you. Hooking up with women who looked like you, imagining it was you. Your things that magically got lost during the years, stacked up in his bedroom. And you never noticed anything.

Until 3 years into the marriage, he started to show his true nature.

Constantly checking your location, getting mad when you didn’t get home at exactly 8 pm after work, forcing himself onto you. This was just the beginning, and you still didn’t say anything, your love for him overshadowing everything else.

Terrible mistake.

You sit on the edge of your shared bed, tears running down your cheeks as his palm connects with your face once again. Your head whips to the side, feeling dizzy. You look back at him, raising your eyes to meet his. He gazes down at you, no hesitation, no remorse, no emotions. You don’t recognize the man you’ve fallen in love with all those years ago. You’re pulled out of your thoughts as he pushes you back on the bed and crawls on top of you, forcing your thighs apart.

“You need to fucking learn your place.” He growls into your ear, already pulling your underwear down even as you protest.

When he’s satisfied he collapses on the bed next to you with a sigh, turning his head to take a look at your trembling, wrecked form.

Then, as if a switch was flipped in him, realizing what he’d done, again, he starts sobbing, gathering you in his arms.

“I’m so sorry, baby. Im so fucking sorry, love. You’re my everything, i love you so much. Please, don’t leave me.” He sobs into your neck, hands clutching desperately at your body.