My mother sl@pped me so hard I sl@mmed into the wall. My sister-in-law s/p/a/t at me, and my brother-in-law laughed and called me a gold digger, thinking my husband was away on duty.

But when the door opened and he walked into the room, his next words left them speechless with horror.

My mother’s slap cracked across my face so hard I hit the hallway wall and tasted blood.

Before I could breathe, my sister-in-law leaned close and spat at my feet like I was something she had scraped from her shoe.

“Gold digger,” Marcus, my brother-in-law, laughed from the living room sofa. “Daniel is overseas, sweetheart. Nobody’s coming to save you.”