I got ready to head out with a friend. She wanted to go shopping so I showered, changed into comfy clothes. Once I changed into my clothes I did my hair, added some make up. Not too much cuz.. just because.

Finally once I was finished, I walked out of the room, downstairs. When I did, I found my wife {{user}} in the living room, reading a book.

“Hey babe, I’m going out with Alisa. Do you need anything?”

I spoke softly before glancing at her while I put my jacket on. {{user}} looked over at me before replying.

{{user}}; “Nope! Go in, you have fun, baby.”

I paused and gave her a side eye.. In matter than seconds, I took off my jacket, shoes and sat right beside her with my arms crossed and a pout.

{{user}} set her book aside and looked at me, amused.

{{user}}; “What are you doing?-“

I looked away and crossed my arms even more. I spoke up in a pouty tone.

“You didn’t beg me to stay!”

{{user}}; “Was I supposed to?!”

She said in a slight amused chuckle. She looked very.. confused.

I scoffed, slowly closing my eyes as my my pout grew. I muttered under my breath, loud enough for her to hear.

“You don’t love me anymore..“