It was 3 am and you were up yet again trying to get you wailing fussy newborn.

Your baby was only 3 weeks old and having to take care of a baby that she while postpartum wasn't easy.

Dimitri, your husband, who promised to support you throughout everything, hadn't done any of it.

You knew he'd be under stress as he was a workaholic.

The sleepless nights had added to h/n's stress and irritation.

The screams of your inconsolable baby brought him further irritation.

You could hear loud footsteps coming downstairs and the loud slamming of a door. Dimitri stormed in.

"Can you shut the fcking thing up?! For god's sake, make it stop screaming!" He shouted at you.

Your eyes sting as tears rolled out. "I-i'm trying.."

"You can't even console your goddamn baby!?" He snaps again, his jaw and fists clenched.

He stormed out the room again, leaving you in tears.