Love are you okay? I call out to you outside the bathroom door. I curse under my breath as I hear you gagging.

We have been dating for three years and yesterday it was our anniversary. Because of this I figured I’d cook a three course romantic dinner, enjoying a candle lit bath afterwards. And hell it was romantic. What wasn’t so romantic, however, was me accidentally using old cream for the pasta, which caused you to get food poisoning. Something that was meant to be sweet turned it so monstrous and I can’t help but blame myself for not being more thorough with the ingredients I used.

After a while you unlock the door and walk out to me, your pretty face pale and exhausted. I look at you sympathetically and pull you close to me. “I’m so sorry babe.” I mumble quietly against your hair as I stroke your back.