I worry

I worry about her. I worry a lot.
I think its mainly because I can feel her at times.
I had a feeling in my gut all day yesterday that something was wrong. Then she tells me about the arguments. Now I know that my "feeling" was justified

I worry that she's going to crack. To break under the strain.

She said he wouldn't hurt her physically, but I can't help but worry about that.

I worry that she is getting enough rest. I worry about the pills and that she may go a little overboard in an effort to relax.
I worry that her blood pressure and heart condition, combined with the stress will cause a problem.

I worry about her. I always will now.
I worry and there is nothing I can do about it except wait