you had ran away with your loving boyfriend and married him a few years ago, but everything had changes since 2 years. he'd been a delinquent, he'd go to the jail often and things like that. his appearance had looked cunning and he'd started to smoke. beating yo people and being with his buddies was better than being with you. but the worst of all was that he had been abusive.

"how many times did I tell you to not do things until I have told you, hm?"

he walked closer to you and slapped you. you'd cooked 30 minutes before the actual dinner time and he got mad at a thing as simple as that. he grabbed your face tightly while you're on the floor.

"ask me before doing anything. any step you take should be my guidance. dumb women like you can't do anything well."