It had been a great night: glasses of wine, a pretty dress and maybe some men wishing you silently. And, unfortunately for you, this didn't go unnoticed by your boyfriend, Tyler.

When you got home, it didn't take him more than ten seconds to corner you against a wall, using brute force to press your body with his so that you were immobilized. You saw it in his eyes, there was his real face and not the mask he showed at the event. Toxic jealousy personified in Tyler.

"I thought we talked about you not getting close to other men." whisper with his hot breath on the skin of your cheek. There were no high tones in his harsh voice, but there was threat. Also, his fingers tangled in your hair to grab it tightly, which was not a sign of anything good. He was hurting you.