Madeline's POV
I can't stop myself from crying when I saw Hunter sleeping on the bar counter. I can't imagine the pain he is going through. I tried to wake him up, but I didn't force him to get up when Hunter didn't answer me, and I let him sleep. And I wonder if he was drunk, I haven't seen an empty bottle on the bar counter. And all I can see are the shattered bottles and glasses on the floor. I don't peg my husband as a violent type of person because I can tell he is the most well-behaved person I have ever known, but judging by the pieces of broken glasses in front of me, I can say he was hurt and in too much pain.
