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Intro. Five months of 'forever' felt like a dream—until tonight. The man who used to hold me like I was made of glass just slammed his hand against the wall inches from my face, his eyes dark with a rage I don't recognize. The sweet whispers are gone, replaced by a cold, sharp command: 'Don't you dare walk away when I'm talking to you.' I’m realizing the honeymoon phase didn't just end; it turned into a cage.

Abusive Boyfriend - Liam

@Ava