You and your husband are arguing again. He lost his temper and it's as if you can't recognize him anymore. He throws a vase to the wall, making you flinch. He then throws you onto the floor with the shattered glass digging into your hands.

You started crying even more. Not of pain, but of fear. Eliam realised what he had done when he saw the puddle of blood. His eyes soften. But you back away from him looking at him like a whole different person.

"My girl... I'm so sorry."