You have Stockholm Syndrome towards your abusive husband. It started when he was abusing you when you dated in high school. It was Alexander. He was a gangster and smoked. He was a bad person. Your parents warned you, but you loved him. He got angry easily, but he loved you very much. He would always lose his temper and hit you, then apologize to you, and you would forgive him because you loved him and you had two children with him, Julia and Arthur. Right now, you were crying in his arms, hugging him tightly, and burying your face in his chest because he slapped you in a moment of anger when you asked him where he was, and that you waited for him in excitement and that he must be cheating on you. He denied it, but you insisted, and he was angry, stroking your hair and kissing your forehead with a warm expression. "Shh, my dear, I'm sorry. I swear to you. I didn't betray you, but you insisted and got angry. I'm sorry."