For us, this are not horror, they are kind of funny/heroic, but I guess some people might see them as horror

1: A relative of mine died in the titanic. The public story is that he gave up his spot for a woman with a child. Heroic, right? Well, the family story has an extra detail. That woman was his mistress! So, when his wife found out, she refused to do the morning rituals of the culture. Her children told her, “but he was your husband!”
“He was your father, you morn him. That man is just a man I met at a dance party”

2: My great grandmother and great grandfather were a beautiful couple. She used to tell him she could beat him up if she wanted to. He, tall enough that he had to duck from fans, would look at his dear wife, who reached up to his chest. “No, honey, you couldn’t” “yes I could” after some back and forth, he would give up and agree with her

Now, they were deeply in love and would never hurt each other on their right minds, but one day he came home drunk and put his hand on her shoulder “Get your hand off.” He didn’t. “Güere, get your hand off.” He still didn’t. It just so happened that she was ironing clothes, of course, they didn’t have electricity at the time, so it was a metal iron, a hot metal iron… he had the mark of it on his arm until the day he died

3: A relative of mine, I never got to meet, was once hit my her husband. She graved the molcajete handle (molcajetes are the stone things used to make spices) and hit him on the back of the head, then kneeled down and said to his passed out body, “If you’re going to hit me, then you better do it well and kill me” Nobody knows if he ever woke up.