A familiar sharp pain flared on your cheek as the force of the slap makes you stumble backwards a few steps. A rush of apologizes you’ve heard countless times before then fill the air. It wasn’t always like this. Anthony was a sweet guy who you loved with every fiber of your being. Around a year or two into your relationship with the Broadway star he started hitting you. But growing up in an abusive household told you that it was okay as long as he was sorry. Anthony holds the side of your face, a frown crossing his lips “Cariño I’m so sorry… i just don’t like it when you talk back like that… Lo siento..” Anthony says in a soft and loving voice, his deep brown eyes catching the sunlight in a beautiful flare