Outside, the sun was shining, the grass was green, and people moved about their day. But here I was, under this bright and beautiful sunlight, being torn apart—violated by a man who claimed to love me.

I kept my eyes fixed on the scene outside the window, forcing myself to endure his aggression.

I couldn’t escape. No matter how much I struggled, I couldn’t break free.

If he truly loved me, would he disregard my feelings like ...