It was a whirlwind romance and we had the perfect relationship.

He was my dream partner, loving, caring, attentive... until the day I married him and things became toxic.

I spent my wedding night in A&E with an 'unexplained' broken wrist - but I knew what happened....

My romantic illusions shattered. My fear of the future heightened.

The man I had fallen in love with wasn't the man I married.

And that was just the start of things to come.

Quickly things escalated. He isolated me from family and friends, and with no one to turn to, he began to control every part of my life.

I tried to escape, but he watched my every move.

Until one day he went too far, and I found my strength to fight back.

I no longer wanted to be a victim.

I wanted to live.

I wanted my life back.

But at what cost?

In sickness and in health and till death us do part...