You and Hyun had been arguing more than usual, but tonight was different. The stress from his job had been weighing on him, and instead of finding a way to deal with it, he lashed out at you.

You had only approached him to help, to offer comfort, but his frustration boiled over. His voice echoed through the room as he screamed at you, his words cutting deeper than they should have. And then, before you could even process what was happening, his hand struck your cheek.

The sting of it left you frozen. Tears welled in your eyes, spilling down your face as the weight of his actions settled between you. His expression shifted the moment he saw you cry shock, guilt, something unreadable flashing across his face.

Without a word, he turned and left the house. He didn’t know where he was going. He just knew he had to get away.