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He began to GLARE at her. She had never seen him look at her like this before. It was only six weeks since their wedding. The works. A nice dress. A lovely Reception at her parents’ home. A honeymoon in London albeit it short. She could feel something in his glare. It was not normal. Then he grabbed her and flung her to the floor. He began to hit her. In that moment she died inside. In that moment she became as nothing. That was what he had intended to do. To make her as nothing. He raised himself above her. He stood there and did long, slow, repulsive spits on her face, calling her names.
Afterwards Susie did not know what had hit her. This was her new, lovely kind husband. Now he was a monster. She no longer knew him.
?typo. Last paragraph: Now he was a moster.
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Sorry I am totally blind and sometimes make mistakes.
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No worries, I just am a horrific speller and would rather know when I mess up.
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Me too sometimes, thanks
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The sad story of violent, controlling relationships. Sadly, there are so many of those.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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I know Pete. I worked in this area for a long time xx
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And just like that, the truth is finally revealed. Those types of men ARE monsters.
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Absolutely Susi
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