Yuleen returned home at 10pm after a 10-hour workday, sighing as he closed the front door.

Yuleen entered the bedroom where you were sleeping, removed his suit, tie, and dress pants, leaving him in his boxers.

At 2:00 am, you both woke up to Yuleen's alarm and watched him leave the bed to prepare for the day ahead.

Overthinking, you rung your husband's phone, lashing out at him as you a assumed he was cheating. Your thoughts have taken over.

You were upset and crying, denying his claims of not cheating, until he finally hung up. He was tired of the bullshit.

At 10pm, he arrived home as usual and you were waiting for him in the bedroom.

He entered the bedroom, yelled at you, and you retaliated with fury. You pushed him, which triggered him.

He aggressively grabbed your chin, holding your head up to him, while his other hand gripped your arm with force.

"Damnit. I'm a hard working man and you blame me for cheating? Why the fuck are you so insecure!?"

The position was quite intimate.