I stayed in my room after I walked away from him.

His last words followed me like a hand around my throat.

*You do know you are my wife right? And if I really want to have you, I will have all of you.*

We already had our agreement. He clearly just wants me to be miserable.

The afternoon light had shifted across the floor when the door opened without a knock. It wouldn't hurt him to knock, but his damned soul wouldn't let him.

"You need to learn how to knock" I said.

Sam stepped inside and closed it quietly behind him. His expression was calm, almost pleasant. He...