Freed at last
It was starting to get dark; it was a surprisingly cold night but that didn’t matter all I wanted was to disappear into the night. I had fought with him again; I still don’t understand why he changed. In the beginning, everything was like a dream, I had never been more in love with someone. He was everything I didn’t know I needed, and I felt complete when I was with him. It was like a fairytale; everything was so perfect, so I don’t understand when it changed into this nightmare. It began with little arguments here and there, then it moved into the way I dressed and then to how I interacted with my co-workers at work. I was always the one that was wrong, I smiled too much at people, I was too friendly with customers at work, I dressed too provocatively, well that is what I always heard from him, and all that led to his jealousy and anger getting worse and worse every single day.
