The celebration started beautifully. The guests were smiling, the music was playing, and I caught myself thinking that everything had finally turned out right. But quite soon I noticed that my husband was drinking too much. He had always been reserved and serious, but that day he seemed like a completely different person. I tried not to pay attention, smiled, and convinced myself that it was just nerves.

My husband kept making stupid jokes, dancing like a madman. He grabbed my arm roughly, laughed at the wrong moments. By the middle of the evening, he had even managed to argue with my brother, and it almost turned into a fight. I still hoped that it would end there. But no — it only got worse…