He was so romantic in the beginning.

I fell head over heels for him.

I trusted him.

I felt comfortable with him.

I never thought he would...

I could never really get away.

He just kept coming back for me.

I tried to leave.

It just got worse.

I thought this was what a relationship was.

I thought this was normal.

He came back early one day.

I could tell he had been drinking.

I tried to keep him calm.

But it was too late for that.

Whatever he did

All I could think of was my little girl.

*Muffled sound of couple arguing*

Your confidence goes.

It is a gradual thing.

It just grinds you away until there is nothing left.

*Piano music plays*