My Husband's Obsession Destroyed Our Marriage

My husband suffered from violent mania—at the sight of red, he lost control.

Since our marriage, I've only dared to wear red twice.

The first time, he snapped, beat me until my head split open, and I needed thirteen stitches.

The second time, I was three months pregnant. He hit me so hard I lost the baby.

From then on, I never dared to wear red again. I was so afraid of provoking him that I dressed in nothing but pure white, from my undergarments to my outer clothes.

The day I was discharged from the hospital after my miscarriage, I held my aching stomach as I walked past a…