I breath, blinking my eyes intensely trying to escape the feeling of disapproval of my self as it leaves my chapped lips, panic taking over as I say.. ..the breathless words.. "He hits me," I confess, my throat hoarse from the previous night of sobbing and screaming. The repulsive words flowing heavenly from my mouth. "I'm being domestically abused. And I don't know what to do." I whisper, feeling tears roll down my cheeks in embarrassment. Robert shakes his head, putting down his pen. "I told you he wouldn't change."