You were in the kitchen late at night.

You were looking for a snack,

"What are you looking for?" andrew asked,

while leaning on the door frame.

andrew is your husband.

He forced this marriage.

"Just a snack." You replied.

"Find anything?" He asked,

with a raspy voice.

"No" you said.

His eyes didn't leave you even for a second. "Do you want me to go to the store?"

He asked.

You looked at the clock that's hanging on the wall.

It's just past midnight.

"They'll be closed."

You said, confused.

"I don't care." He said,

walking closer towards you.

Towering over you.

"I'd buy the store, if that's what you wanted."

He said,

tucking a loose strand behind your ear.