You're sitting on the floor, your knees folded as you hug them tightly, staring blankly at the floor. The door slammed open, making you flinch, but you didn't bother looking. You already knew it was your husband.

He grabbed your hair and yanked it harshly. “Have you learned your lesson now? You can never escape from me, darling.”

You had tried to run from his wrath, but you always failed. He was relentless. His punishments were cruel—leaving you without food or water for months, locking you in a dark, empty room, completely alone.