He married me in the hope that maybe I would be okay with it once I had time to digest it because he knew I wouldn’t marry him of my own volition or sober. He saw it as a way where I could truly be his, not in the way I’m seeing it. He wanted to make me the centre of his universe. Protect me in ways he felt he couldn’t and show the world he had someone he valued above everything else, and he didn’t want to hide it anymore. He put me in the forefront.

I let it all out with ...