When Your Lover Surpassed You, You Destroyed Them

When I was eighteen, Geoffrey Dittman broke into my house and stabbed my father eighteen times.

As the police dragged him away, he turned to the cameras with a smile.

“Why should I regret it? From now on, no monster hiding behind the mask of family will ever hurt her again. From today, Paisley is finally free.”

Years later, when he walked out of prison, he found me broke and my job applications rejected. He crushed out his cigarette, threw himself into the business world, and came out the other side as Mr. Dittman.

After we married, every one of his passwords was set to my birthday.