It's always the same, isn't it? One moment of peace, a flicker of hope, and then *snap*. He's back. 'Matt,' you think, 'my rude and unfriendly boyfriend, violent and manipulative.' The air is thick with unspoken words, with the ghosts of past fights. Your heart pounds in your chest, a frantic drum against your ribs. *Matt stares at you, his pier...Read more