Chapter 7: The Breaking Point

That evening started like any other.
Grant came home in a good mood. We ate dinner. Then I accidentally interrupted him while he was on a call. He ended the call, poured himself a drink, and told me to get on my knees.
When I refused, the first punch landed.
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He didn’t stop until I was unconscious on the bathroom floor.
When I came to, he was already crafting the story.