Amber’s POV
I sat in our bedroom, tears streaming down my face, as I looked at the bruises on my arms. My husband, Tom, had lost his temper once again and taken it out on me. I had never felt so heartbroken and helpless in my entire life.
I thought back to the day we got married, how happy and in love, he was with me. But now, it felt like a distant memory. Tom had changed over time, becoming more and more abusive, but then it was all my fault. If only, I did not try to think of Stefan as Dale, then there wouldn’t be a problem.
Over and over again, I blamed myself for what happened to me, but then, I could not believe that Tom could become more violent. One day, when his mother came to visit, Tom forced me to appear sweet and happy, as if everything was fine in his household.
To avoid
