I thought I’d met the man of my dreams. He turned on me on our honeymoon

Priscilla (R) and Ainie (L) have written about their experiences in a book called Safe (Picture: Priscilla Grainger)Laying face down on the bed, I felt another tear stream down my cheek.‘Stop the f***ing tears!’, bellowed my attacker.He hit me on the back. The room was spinning. I buried my head in my pillow, praying for the abuse to stop.It was 3am in Florida on the third night of what should have been the holiday of a lifetime – my honeymoon.But instead of newly-wedded bliss,