I then glared at him as he strode past me and stormed into the bathroom. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists as I watched him. I could feel my anger rising inside me again. Why does he always blame me for everything?! And why won't he understand that I didn't do it on purpose!

But I couldn't say any of that to him. No matter how much I wanted to scream at him and cry, I had to stay silent and accept everything he was putting me through. I turned away from the bathroom and walked back to our bedroom.

As I opened the bedroom door I stopped...