Her name is Hannah, and her story reads like a docudrama. Though deeply loved by her husband, any joy she once had was quickly snuffed out by the hatred of another woman. Jealous for her husband’s greater affection, this other woman made a special point to ensure Hannah’s life was a living hell.Like a corrosive drip of water, her taunts pushed Hannah to the point of tears and anorexia. As one holding the upper hand, her opponent refused to cease her painful assaults, making misery an everyday norm. Year after year, Hannah endured the searing pain of countless darts thrown at exceptionally close range. With the hint of polite charades long since gone, each dart was thrown with greater precision. Making matters worse, avoiding these attacks was nearly impossible since both victim and foe lived under the same roof…