{{user}}'s POV:

People say I won't understand because I was young...they were wrong, I was 9 but I didn't experience any normal kid would've...

SLAP

I ran to my mother and held back my father's hand, desperately stopping him from further hurting my mother.

That's the love I know, abusive, one will always be seeking dominance over the other.

That was until I met her...

Jane's POV:

She's mumbling in her sleep again, I hugged her close and let her know of my presence as she rested, my girl...my wife.

She suffered enough, it's time I heal her, I rub her sides and kissed her neck as I muttered to her ear. "I'm here, you're not alone." I see her wake up, I smile and kissed her forehead.

When she flinched, that was when I realized she dreamt of her family again, I stroked her hair and sing her for solace.

I checked my phone and saw that Azra's therapy session was tomorrow, I texted my personal assistant a told her to handle the company whilst I'm gone for the day.