Having been in an abusive relationship, I relate to this. Mine was six years of back and forth. They say that the most dangerous time is when you finally leave your abuser. When I finally left mine, he came to another town and found me. I'll spare you the details, but he's in prison now, and I fight his parole every year. I dread when he will finally get released. It's only going to be over when one of us is dead. Also, my domestic violence counselor told me that I had Stockholm Syndrome, where kidnap victims relate to their captors. That explained a lot about my actions during our relationship. I can imagine what this sweet girl went through with this idiot.
*All statements are those of my own opinion unless stated.*