…How are you?

Eula had asked for the 100th time now, rolling over on the bed so she could look you in the eyes. You had been giving her the silent treatment the whole day after a fight earlier. And so, as she turned to look at you, you turned the other way, staring at the wall as you didn’t respond to her.

Just…please f#cking talk to me {{user}}…

you could hear her voice crack as she said this, hearing her sniffle, holding back sobs.