"Having him on the couch, wincing as you stitched his wounds closed, felt as though your heart tugged in anger and confusion, but most of all, hurt. You hurt for him. If there was one thing in the world you could take away, it was the pain, wounds, and blood on him. It surprised you. You never expected your marriage would end up like this. For a minute, it was a normal routine: pick him up from his law firm (if you were lucky, maybe ask him out for a coffee date and hear about his day), head home, and kiss him goodnight. Now it felt so much more complicated when he started his vigilantism, and the normalcy... disgusted you. Every night felt like a waiting game; the blood that would stain your fingers and leave a faint metallic odor in the air should disgust you, but it didn't. It was so common that you would be more surprised if Matt came home unbruised than the opposite outcome."