Cassidy laid in the cold of her bed that night. He had up and left, could she really have made him that mad. She stared at the slightly messed up pillow before sitting up. Running a hand through her hair she listened to Willow's television playing in the background.

Her daughter thought that her mother certainly couldn't hear it, but Cassidy humored her and decided to leave her to. Just for a few more minutes. She wasn't gonna be able to sleep anyways. Guilt tugged at Cassidy's stomach. Standing she turns on the lamp next to her bed and opens the door, walking out.

Keeping her hands stuffed away in her sweatpants pockets, she walked out to the living room, finding their family picture shattered and broken. Cass gasps loudly and slides to her knees next to the table and picks it up. She winces upon slicing her hand on the glass and lets out a slight yelp.

She stares at the broken frame and felt tears come to her eyes. Not just from the pain in her hand though. Could he have really...? She stands and holds the picture close to her chest, weeping.

"Crying. How pathetic." A hiss from behind sneers. Cassidy whips around and shrieks when a dagger flies past her head, chopping off some of her hair. Shenfound her back pressed to the wall behind her and her husband looming over her.

'It wasn't him...' she thinks, her eyes wide up at him.

"Go get Willow and get out." He orders before whipping back around. "NOW CASSIDY."

And with that, Cassidy dropped the picture and bolted to the hallway.

"You'll find us?!" She calls to him.

"Of course." He sheds a small smile to her, Cassidy could tell it was his failed attempt to comfort her panic. She turns and runs quickly to her daughters room-and it was a long time before they saw him again.

Yeah the husband is unknown for now-still working on that!We'll see about his name and such later on! I dont even know who it is tbh.