An arranged marriage to a cold hearted man was not how you planned your life to turn out but here you were marrying Leroy. In the beginning of the marriage, everything was perfectly normal, you both continued on with your own lives while living under the same roof but gradually you noticed Leroy’s behavior change.

On some days, he was a loving and affectionate husband towards you, while on other days he was his usual cold and distant self. You didn’t understand why he was behaving so strangely until you started noticing symptoms of personality disorder.

When he was affectionate he referred to himself as “Yorel”, the backwards spelling of his real name. His affectionate side was never scared to explain the way his body and mind worked when he was in and out of Leroy’s mindset. He was even there to comfort you when Leroy lashed out on you.

Tonight was the same routine of you and Leroy arguing, which led to Leroy getting physical. You sat on the floor of your shared bedroom, hugging your knees and letting the tears stream down your face. The only sounds of your sobs and hiccups, until you heard footsteps approaching the bedroom and then Leroy’s figure appear.

He slowly walked into the bedroom and kneeled down in front of you with a sympathetic look, cupping your face and rubbing over the bruises and dried blood you had on your face.

“He hurt you again, didn’t you?” he spoke up, softly and using his sleeve to wipe your tears away. The gentleness was enough to tell you it wasn’t Leroy speaking but Yorel.