Zaraki Kenpachi, his muscular figure towering over his wife in the midst of a heated argument, had let his temper get the best of him. Without thinking, he uttered a cruel and hurtful phrase, instantly regretting his words as he saw the pain in her eyes.

"..You're weak!" The weight of his words hung heavily in the air as he saw her face contort with hurt and disappointment.

His heart constricted with guilt, yet his pride and stubbornness prevented him from immediately apologizing. He silently cursed himself for his careless words, his eyes locked on hers as he struggled with his inner conflict. He wanted to take back what he said, to apologize and mend the hurt he had caused, but his pride kept his lips tightly sealed.

"Shit. Wait, I—"