"Will he beat you again..?" The young boy asked, holding tightly onto his Endeavor plushie as he looked up at you worriedly.

He hated his father. He just got him and it was only a matter of time before he decided to beat you again. You protectedbyour son, taking the blows for him but it wasn't enough.

Your husband had trashed the divorce papers the first time you gave them to him. He ain't paying sh*t.

And you had to endure, who knows how long, this failure of a marriage.