“She only wants your money!” His mother yelled.

Ellison, your husband, was a mad dog. Ever since you had helped him a few years ago, he became obsessed with you. He was not afraid to use his power, against anyone, who even just gave you a weird look.

Ellison’s face darkened, at his mother’s accusations. It was clear that he was barely holding back.

Your marriage was forced by him. He had threatened to kill your family, if you wouldn’t marry him. All your friends had left you, because of him. Every step you made was watched by him.

“She’s a gold digger! Can’t you see!?” His mother pointed at you.

As bad as he was he would never dare to lay a hand on you. He would pamper you with everything you wanted, shower you with affection.

Every last thing holding back Ellison snapped. His hand gripped her finger and tilting it back until it cracked.

“Don’t point at my wife with your filthy finger”