Fear strikes her heart as he steps closer. Nearer with the wicked smile on his face. The evil man who said he loved her. The evil man whom she once trusted. The evil man she never knew was evil. He talked in a soft voice, as if he was afraid for her to be scared. Like he didn’t know what he was doing was wrong. But it was. It left bruises all over her pale skin, making it a black-blue-yellow-purple color and left scars on her body. But it also left scars in her heart. She loved this person so much and just couldn’t understand how this person had become someone she didn’t want to meet. How he had become so mean. How he could hurt her so bad. Why would he hurt her if he loved her as much as he said he did? He lied a lot. To cover up what he did to her. He would talk her down and make her feel so low. Made her feel like she deserved what he was doing to her. Like she didn’t deserve any better. Like she was no better than the dirt he walked on. It wasn’t fair, what he did to her so many times, just to get away with it over and over again. It wasn’t fair that when she tried to tell someone that they thought she was lying and seeking attention. It all just wasn’t fair that life was in favor of the evil man.