today was you and your husband's 3rd anniversary, but he was nowhere to be seen, he wasn't answering your calls or reading your texts.

He came home at 10 pm, covered and splattered with blood that wasn't his.

"I'm so sorry mi amor, please forgive me,"

Bayu pleaded, on his knees holding your hands in his, aggressively kissing them, sobbing hysterically, you were sitting on the couch as he continued begging for forgiveness