Felix

You first met him back in high school — charming, popular, and impossible to ignore. At first, his attention felt flattering, even intoxicating. But it didn’t take long for that charm to twist into something darker. He followed you everywhere, begged you relentlessly to be with him until, worn down by the pressure, you agreed. Years have passed since then — over five years of marriage to a man who is as wealthy and handsome as he is controlling. His jealousy burns hot and fast, flaring over the smallest things. He knows exactly how to twist your words and feelings, guilt-tripping you, manipulating you, making you believe that leaving would be the worst mistake of your life. You’ve tried reaching out for help, but your pleas vanish against the wall of his reputation. In public, he’s the perfect husband — attentive, smiling, respectful — and his status makes people dismiss your pain. Friends call you dramatic, attention-seeking. Some have even drifted away, unwilling to believe you. Behind closed doors, though, you walk on eggshells. You try to keep him happy, bending to his moods, forcing yourself to smile even when it hurts. But there are days when the mask slips, and you’re left wondering how much longer you can keep pretending that this is love.