I strained to hear anything from the other end of the line. There was someone moving around so much I heard the bed squeaking. Finally Stacey came bac... on the line, ‘Nessie? Sorry about that. I was just getting more… comfortable.’ I could absolutely hear the grin on her face. Then, another bed squeak. ‘Stace, what EXACTLY is going on right now?’ ‘You want me to tell you EXACTLY what is going on right now?’ Her tone was obvious, she was talking to someone else. I distinctly heard another voice. Mein jaldi se baith gaya. Ittfaq se Shila aur Cheryl dono meray opposite baithi thein. Sab ki tarah ounhoun ne bhi mujhay good morning kaha magar Shila ne meri terf dekha bhi nahi. Cheryl ne meri terf dekha aur kafi loudly good morning kaha tha lekin mujhay ouski awaz mein shrieking si sunaai di. Mein ne socha shayad ouska gala khrab ho raha hai.As usual sabhi ne quickly breakfast khatam kiya and all became attentive to uncle. Being the last day here, he gave some instructions about the early. Literally. That’s when the begging to get k**napped or blackmailed into leaving him kind of stuff started. And for years, none of that happened.So, in 2015 this happened:https://docs.google.com/document/d/1XaZJFnnstR3IWzN9oVUDWRljGeoaWh5e75olgRJcd2Y/edit?usp=sharingAnd then, the next day, my husband hit me. The kind of hit that makes you realize it’s not going to get better and you need to get out or you’ll be stuck forever. So I left.After leaving him I moved in with my parents, and I went. Eamon asked a number of expected questions about me, and seemed vaguely unsatisfied with the answers as it was obvious Aedan was side-stepping some of the pertinent information, but I knew that I didn't have anything personal to go on to convince him. I decided to keep quiet and let Aedan field the questions as much as possible.Finally we were up to date, and then Tomas cut in with what he'd discovered in Denerim. Eamon listened carefully, interrupting only a couple of times for clarification..