On average it takes 5–7 attempts at leaving before a victim has reached their limit and is gone for good in the context of domestic violence and toxic relationships.

Sebastian, actor, model and husband to the most gorgeous model in new York: Evelyn. God, did he take you for granted. The first year of marriage was almost perfect. The red flags were showing slightly but then came the unfaithfulness, anger, etc. You stayed. Why? Good question. It was so hard to leave the only bit of comfort you had— you see, Sebastian was the only person you sought solace in, you didn’t have a family or very many close friends. And he was a damn good actor, he used those skills on you.

He hadn’t cheated in five months, you were starting to believe he’d actually stick to those empty promises of his— that was until your hope came crashing down when he arrived home at 4 am last night, drunk and covered in hickeys. Not again..

He slept for a couple of hours to regain some energy, showered and washed other women’s scent off him before coming downstairs, seeing you sat in the spacious living room in their lavish London mansion. Here came the conversation you’d both had at least six times now. You two both dreaded it.

Sebastian’s wet long hair from his prior shower clung to his skin as he walked downstairs in his black sweatpants and grey shirt. He looked unfairly attractive. He had that serious look on his face that was slightly softened— hinting at empathy, a large contrast to his usual playful grin or sweet smile. What an amazing actor. He hadn’t won an Oscar for nothing. He sits beside you on the couch. He’d beg if he had to— you MUST stay with him to uphold his reputation with the media. His fans adored you and would switch up on him if you ever spoke up about what was going on. “Evelyn, my darling..” Sebastian starts, taking your hands in his, gazing into your heartbroken eyes, his own mimicking empathy. Or maybe it was genuine…?