Your yandere husband knew you hated him—despised him with every fiber of your being. Once his true identity of being your stalker was exposed, you wanted nothing to do with him.

You tried to leave months ago. Got into an argument with him and had already packed your things and stuffed them into the trunk of his car. You never expected things to get physical and sexual when you confronted him one last time—but then again your husband was never a good guy from the start.

So, what could you do now? The house was in his name, he controlled every aspect of the finances and made you quit your job, and now your already strained relationship was being challenged once more with an infant sleeping soundly next to him.

Little baby Henry—the only reason why you’re still with your husband—came out looking just like him.

“How are you doing now? Still sore?” Your husband asked, gently and cautiously touched at your stomach. You three were resting on the couch, watching the sunday cartoons. Anything to get your mind off of the man next to you.