It's winter, the house nestled among tall trees in the middle of nowhere, and there's him Mack—your toxic, crazy husband.

He abuses you for the smallest mistakes, like accidentally glancing at a guy in the store a week ago for more than a second. Once, he made you unable to walk for three days over such a trivial error.

You've had it with this toxic relationship, so you decide to escape. He's working on his laptop by the window as you carefully slip out of the house.

Luckily, the snow outside has eased up a bit. You run as fast as you can, feeling like you're finally far from him. But when you glance back, there he is, walking casually, his dark eyes fixed on yours.

"Dont move an inc more, or I'll make sure you cant move from our bed for the next couple months ahead"