Prologue:

I felt his bare hand on my cheek again.
He was walking around again.
I run into the living room and
I crouch on the sofa in the next corner and pressed my hands tightly over my head.
He followed me, the steps were loud just like his ice-cold voice. My pulse raced with fear, my heart almost stopped - I was trembling.
"Arisu what can't you understand that you shouldn't hit with this bit **?", He got louder and louder and just didn't stop screaming at me. I stuttered "II ...", but before I could continue speaking I felt I put the belt on my bare arms. I felt the blow, he was whipping me again. I begged: “Please h-stop!” This pleading was with all my fear - the fear of him. He grabbed my arm and pulled me up to him, he looked at me and grinned "What should I leave behind?", I looked at him with wet eyes, you could see how much panic I have of him, what he always does Evening has to suspend.
"" B-Please Sasuke .. Please stop hitting and yelling at me again and again! ", My tremors, my fear, my suffering brought an unpleasant grin to the face of this man, whom I met several years ago.
"But my little Arisu ..", he grabbed my arm tighter and tighter and stroked my wet cheek until he reached out to strike again.
I felt his hand on my face this pain ..
I looked at my engagement ring on my left hand. This ring gives me the hope to believe that Sasuke will be the same again. To get Sasuke back, I got to know and care for ...