Chapter 2: The First Time
The abuse began six months after our wedding.
We had been arguing about something small — I don’t even remember what. Grant’s hand came out of nowhere and connected with the side of my face. The shock was worse than the pain.
He apologized immediately. He cried. He said the stress of his new business deal had made him snap. He bought me flowers the next day and took me to my favorite restaurant.
I told myself it was a one-time mistake.
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Two weeks later it happened again.
This time he didn’t cry afterward. He simply poured himself a drink and told me to stop making him angry.
