I tried, I really tried, to stick with it. I planned to grow old with this man and possibly die in his arms.
Being married definitely took work. When we fought, I felt like I wanted to float away and drown, whereas before I knew I could walk away without any strings attached.
He wanted revenge and I knew he would not stop until he got it. I had to hope he would run out of fuel.
I had to get used to it because my life was no longer safe and I was no longer protected like I once was.
I could only defend myself so much. It was my word against his. There was no evidence, nor was there any proof. My word meant very little.
Even though their marriage had been dead for over two years (her words, not mine), this put her in the role of the innocent. She was now a woman scorned. ~Shattered Reality