How had her life gotten so out of control? She wanted a life she was comfortable in, satisfied with, but he could only fight. EVERYTHING ! At least that is how she saw it. As if misery was what made him happy and if he had to be miserable so did everyone around him. She might get lulled into the dream once in awhile and nothing satisfied him more than to slam the reality of their life together right back into her. Literally.

She knew she had strength and brains. But when it came to him all reason left, common sense abandoned. She struggled, thinking it would be better, it would change, HE would change and they could find happiness together. But again and again her heart was left bruised and broken. He made no apologies, he was always honest, this was him. Take him or leave him!

Sometimes she tried to remember how she fell so hard for him, how had this beast ever appeared gentle or loving? What spell he must have casted to keep her blind for so long.

She had to move, the hunt had yet to begin.