He still loves me I said to myself in the mirror fixing my makeup trying to hide the swollen lip and fragments of class from the perfume on the floor.

Deep down im shaking and yes my heart it breaking but I won’t shatter like the bottle on the floor. I’ll be ok he just had a rough day.

“Baby do you want me to make you a drink” A loud thump comes from the kitchen as I hear the voice of the man that promised me the world.

“HURRY UP” he yelled, his voice loud yet stern as if I was a child being scolded.

As I began to wash my hands then came the shaking. Broken down as my heart starts aching, I can’t tell what went wrong, I thought we would be strong together but everyday gets worse.

“Yes my love I’ll go get that for you” as I pour his drink I start to think if I could ever leave him. I feel trapped but maybe it’s not so bad..

“Here you are my love” I say with a smile

“Your lipstick” he says looking at my face with a curious smirk.

“Yes baby I got a new shade do you like it?” Maybe he’s coming around maybe he just had a rough day.

“My wife doesn’t go around looking like that.” He says with a snarky laugh throwing the glass in my face.

A scream escapes my lips as I realize what just happened. He couldn’t have thrown that glass at me.. not me his wife. As I pick up the shattered glass I feel broken, how did it get this bad.

As I look into the mirror I think of all the good this man was and still is.

“he still loves me”

He just had a bad day. Every dog has there days my husband is just a dozen poodles.

As the night goes dark I lay in our bed and feel a hand on my back rubbing circles around my sides.

“I’m sorry my love today was rough, I got a little heated but you understand right?” He said in a calm cooing voice as he brushes my hair with his fingers.

I feel bad for feeling upset it’s not his fault it’s probably mine for not making his drink faster, I should’ve been waiting at the door..

“Yes my love it’s ok I’m sorry” I whisper not able to look him in the eyes.

“Tomorrow we’ll go to that one spot and you can get whatever you like ok baby, my treat.” He says relieved at my response

“Thank you baby” I say laying on my side as I begin to think what else could I do in the moment.

“Anything for my beautiful wife” he says as he begins to sleep holding me with his arms around my waist making sure I can’t escape.

My eyes full of tears as I begin to rethink all those years. He was a gentleman he was kind and attractive. I was shy and naive I didn’t want to believe that a man like this was to good to be true but who would have thought those doubts were true.