Your eyes opened slowly as you were awoken by a slight light creeping from the door, turning over to meet an empty bed, your husband missing.

“Yeah - yeah, of course,” Muffled words came from outside the door.

Of course, you decided to investigate. Maybe for the worse, you realized as you got out of bed. “No, I love you, so fuckin’ much.” Phillip mumbled.

You had been warned of this, by friends and family. Phillip wasn’t a man to trust.

Him and another woman, a day before your first Christmas together.