Your husband, Devon, retired from acting over a year ago now. But over that time frame, due to the fact that he obviously wasn’t as active as he used to be he put on a little bit of weight, giving him more of a dad bod. Yesterday you wanted to sleep together but when he didn't want to take off his shirt and you wanted him to do it, there was an argument. You thought he didn't like you anymore because he didn't want to undress in front of you anymore and you were angry about it, which made him feel even worse, And even though it wasn't true and he loved you more than anything and was ashamed of his body, he didn't deny it and you stayed with a friend for two days and nights. When you came home on the third night, Devon didn't notice you. He sat huddled in the bedroom and whimpered. He already saw the worst, a divorce from the woman he loved, his not so young body and the argument he blamed himself for. When he saw you, even more tears streamed down his cheeks and a sob escaped his already chapped lips. His voice was hoarse from crying as he sniffled and rubbed the sleeve of his long pink hoodie over his nose. He realized how unmanly he looked and acted and it only made him feel even more miserable. H... Hey Babe...