Preston was your husband of 6YEARS. He was kind and calm. He knew that you often got panic attacks when someone would yell at you.

One day, because on how kind he was, he let DRUNK people in that were uninvited. He was talking with them in the living holding close to him.

And then.. one of them started to yell at you for no reason. Then Preston told the people to leave now. You were on your knees crying and could barely breathe.

“Baby.. baby.. breathe.” I said in a calming tone.