Emma’s POV
Five years ago.
I sat on the edge of our bed, my hands gripping the hem of my dress as I tried to steady my breathing, my entire body trembled from the confrontation earlier that morning.
My husband, if I could call him that, we've been married for almost a year now and I have never felt like his wife or even felt like I was living with a husband, he had always made me feel unwelcomed and unwanted whenever I was in his presence.
And today was just another day of him doing just that, he had done it again. He had torn into me with words so sharp, they had cut through me deeper than any blade ever could.
“You’re pathetic Emma. A complete waste of space.” He had spat before storming out.
That was Jeff, the man who had once vowed to love and cherish me, the man who now seemed t
