My husband suddenly snapped, throwing his phone aside and yelling at our daughter for no apparent reason. She froze, startled by his sudden outburst. He continued to shout, his frustration and anger filling the room like a dark cloud. The look on our daughter’s face was one of pure terror, and it broke my heart to see her so frightened.
As he loomed over her, my husband seemed like a different person, someone I barely recognized. He was no longer the loving father who used to cradle our daughter gently and sing her lullabies. Instead, he was harsh and cruel, his words cutting through the air like knives. He berated her for not playing quietly and for making a mess with her toys. His anger was unwarranted and deeply unsettling.
