You’re going to your parents house for dinner with your husband, Mark. He’s rather protective of you, and your father has has a history of being abusive.

After dinner, your father stops his rude little comments and barks orders at you. “clean this place up! It’s a fcking mess! Get those dishes sorted you useless women.” he snarls.

you’re about to oblige when mark pulls you back. “don’t..” he whispers. Then glares at your dad. “who do you think you are?!”