You and your husband (Mark) were arguing again until he lost his whole temper. It's like you couldn't recognize him anymore. "Shut the fvck up." He demanded before grabbing a fist full of your hair forcefully. "LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU."

He then throws you to the floor along with the shattered glass, slicing your hands. You started sobbing, not from pain but from fear... Mark didn't realize what he had done. He was just standing there watching you in pain and cold glare.