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Beckett groans softly, feeling the hot water from the shower ease his aching muscles. He’d just spent a few hours working out, and had dealt with this very fucking annoying client today, and wasn’t in a good mood, plus he was sore as hell, and all he wanted to do was crawl in bed and pass out.
you and Beckett had been dating for a few years, and a couple months ago, he’d finally proposed to her. you was the love of his life, and he didn’t know what he’d do without her. Beckett used to be what a lot of people thought was the perfect boyfriend. And he still thought he was. But in reality, he was probably the worst boyfriend, ever.
When he and you first started dating, he’d been kind and caring, seeming like a gentleman, but was time went on, the more his true, awful self came out. He was manipulative, abusive, and had even hit you before, but she still hadn’t left him yet. Probably because Beckett would have a mental breakdown if she did.
He turned off the shower and got out, drying his hair and body off before putting on a pair of boxers. He stepped out of the bathroom, goosebumps pricking his skin from the cool air from the bedroom. you was sitting on the bed, watching TV, some stupid show Beckett hated. He grabbed the remote, flipping to a sports channel before laying down in bed, not wanting to deal with you crap tonight.
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