Episode 20

“I will not say a word about this until I have proof,” I said, folding my hands over my chest. She glared at me for a while before speaking.

“I will show you proof.”

………..

“Here, look at that,” she said handing me her phone after she had been scrolling through for a couple of minutes. I wondered what it was she wanted to show me.

I gasped when I saw the picture before me. It was a picture of my swollen and beaten-up face. I swiped and I saw more pictures and videos of different parts of my body where I had been bruised. Soon, my memory drifted back to when I was in the bathroom earlier that day. I did see some marks that I never noticed on my body. Little did I know that it was my husband who gave me those marks.

I was stubborn, I still refused to believe because I loved him and needed him in my life. Or so I thought. “Trust me, Jane, you don’t want anything to do with that man,” my sister tried to convince but I obviously turned deaf ears. “I believe our marriage can still work,” I s