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My husband forced me to bake a pie every day, Then he would change something and make me eat it. One day, I handed
the slice back and told him to take a bite… He refused, and I froze in fear 
When I married my husband, Victor, everyone warned me that he was a strange man.
He rarely spoke, almost never smiled, and hated it when people came to our house without warning. But he had always
been caring toward me. Whenever I was sick, he would sit beside me all night. When I came home exhausted from work, he
would quietly make me tea. I thought his reserved personality was simply the result of a difficult childhood. But about a year
after we got married, he began behaving very strangely. It all started on a Monday morning. Victor placed an old, worn recipe
