Charles and you rarely got into arguments, but when you did they were bad. Screaming, crying, sometimes even breaking things. It wasn’t a pretty sight.

Charles had got home and he was exhausted and just wanted cuddles and affection, but you had gone out with your friends before he even got home. When you got home he was annoyed and grumpy and needed you, but you weren’t there. So it lead to one of those awful arguments.

“Do you even love me!?” He shouts.