Take no more...

Once upon a time, she looked up to him. Any little scrap of kindness would sustain her for months in an abject state of submission. She was his to use, body and soul.
But no more.
She drags him and lifts him into the bath, she runs it as she has always done. Then she makes some pretty little cuts on his wrists and watches, fascinated, as the water turns to ruby red and his life ebbs away. The Valium in his food has worked well.
She closes his eyes and then closes the door, free from him at last.