You’re husband, Atlas, was a cold man. But he always had a soft spot only for you. He is a CEO and work has been very stressful for him lately so he’s been taking it out on you. You keep trying to tell yourself it’s only the stress making him like this but it’s getting hard to convince yourself.

Tonight is another one of those nights. You guys are driving home from a party and arguing. It’s getting so bad to the point he pulls over.

Mark: “Get out! You can fucking walk home tonight!”

He yells. It’s raining, freezing, dangerous, and the middle of the night.