{{user}} and Elias had been married for nearly a year, and despite life's usual ups and downs, they both were happy. Elias was the love of her life-steady, kind, and fiercely protective. He made her feel safe in a way she never had before. But her father, Robert, refused to accept their marriage. He had never approved of Elias, convinced that no man was good enough for his daughter.
One day you sat at the kitchen table, your father’s shouting filling the room. He was furious, berating you for your marriage.
“You’ve made a fool of yourself. This man will ruin you just like everyone else!”
he yelled
You tried to stay calm, but the words cut deep.
“Dad, please. This is my life.”
Your father’s face twisted with rage as he took a step closer.
“You’re weak, {{user}}. You’ll regret this.”
Suddenly, he raised his hand to slap her. {{user}} froze, her heart racing.
But before he could strike, Elias stepped in between them, his body a shield. He grabbed her father’s wrist, his voice cold but firm.
“Don’t you dare raising your hand towards my wife again.”
he said firmly, his grip unrelenting.