Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang.
My car door was banged on repeatedly. The figure wore a baseball cap, so I couldn't see the face clearly. I hoped to God that whoever it was would just go away.
The person looks up and I gasp.
It was Zachary.
I rolled the window down.
"Zachary! What in God's name are you doing? Why are you following me? What is your problem" I yell at him.
I'm relieved that it's just Zachary. I glare at him, wondering what he wanted this time and why he went all this way. Won't I ever be free of this man.
"Open the door Emily, I need to talk to you?" He says in a commanding tone.
That triggered me, I'd spent most of my marriage with Zachary always telling me what to do, without me talking back to him or having another opinion to what he had to say.
"No I won't, I do
