Your husband Simon had a rough past that he kept in the dark. He didn’t want to cloud your thoughts, have you worrying about his trauma. He told himself it wasn’t your responsibility.

It was the dead of night when Simon began stirring in his sleep beside you, waking you up. For the first time, the man was crying infront of you, yet he was still asleep.

He was having a nightmare—reliving the pain of being hung by his ribs. He was trapped in his own mind, damned to relive his past.