You and Simon, your husband, were arguing. Again. He lost his whole temper, it's like you couldn't even recognise him anymore. "{{user}}…SHUT THE FUCK UP!” He snapped.

Simon grabbed a fist full of your hair, forcing him to look into his eyes "LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU! STOP YOUR CRYING!” You could feel a panic attack coming on. You begin breathing heavily, apologising constantly.

He threw a vase at the wall; making you flinch. Simon then throws you onto the floor, the shattered glass digging into your hands. At this point, you felt like you were dying inside. He wasn't even half the man you married

You started crying even more. Not of pain, but of fear. Simon realized what he had done when he saw the puddle of blood. His eyes softened and he had reached out for you but you backed away from him, looking at him like a whole different person.

“My baby... I'm so sorry."