Standing by the mirror staring at my reflection, my hands trembled and tears shred on my jowls in trickles as I cannot recognize my face anymore. It's scarred and swollen, I'm probably hideous or a monster like my husband Xavier calls me.A cool afternoon, Xavier stood in front of a mirror fastening his neck tie, he was donned in a black suit. He was decking himself up to leave to his office when I stepped in. My lips curled into a bright smile entranced by his suit and I walked to him.I stood behind him and was wrapping my arms round his stomach, "hon, good morning."Xavier pulled my hands off him abruptly with an air of disgust, and edged away from me. I felt quite confused wondering why he is walking away from me, "hon, what's wrong?"Xavier's anger got spiked and he screamed at me, "don't you speak to me you monster!" His face was contorted.I was flabbergasted. It was the first moment i heard him call me monster and I know monsters are ugly creatures and hideous too. I knew he is
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