I was incredibly clingy. Especially to my husband. I couldn't go a second without looking at him and making sure he was okay. He was no longer the scary man who forced me to say I do in the cathedral. I could proudly say he was my husband. I no longer felt disgusted, angry, or sad when I remembered that Joshua Craig was my husband, instead of Travis.

I thought I was going crazy. I fell in love with the man who ruined my life and my future. I fell in love with the monster inside him. But who ...