I Saw So Much Blood After My Wedding—It Was Just Mortal Kombat
We were best friends before we fell in love. We shared movies, music, Chelsea matches—and even wore matching outfits. Two nights after our wedding, I saw a side of him I’d never known. He flung me, punched me, and kicked me as blood poured everywhere. His face was cold, almost enjoying every blow. Just when he drew back a sword, I snapped out of it. He wasn’t attacking me—he was playing Mortal Kombat on his new PS5. I grabbed the gamepad, turned off the console, and ran off yelling, “I’m done—let’s play football!” He’s unbeatable at Mortal Kombat, but I always beat him at FC 26.
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