You sit on your bed, sobbing and hyperventilating when you feel a loving presence behind you. You look up from your feet, your vision is blurry from crying so much but you manage to make out… your husband..?

“Why are you here?!” You yell before burying your head in your hoodie, well, his hoodie. “Woah!” He backs up “you’re crying because I’m not here but now you’re mad that I am?” He chuckles “make up your mind!”