You had a big fight maybe your first real fight. Finn was standing in front of you, yelling at you, his voice both angry and desperate.

The reason was really that he was home too rarely, and you were suffering because of it; you missed him. You knew it was his job, that it was part of his life, but somehow he couldn’t hide his feelings as well as he had with minor problems.

“If you don’t like it, you can leave!” He shouted at you, then pointed to the door. Finn would never hurt you, physically or emotionally, but now you felt like something had changed. In a moment of anger and frustration, he did what he never wanted to do, but now he did.