“Babe..” He started, knocking on the bedroom door. You both just got into a heated argument and you ran in the bedroom and locked the door, not wanting to deal with him right now.

“You were right. I’m sorry for the things I said. You know I love you, right?” You stayed silent, making him sigh as he heard your silent sobs from behind the door.

“Please come out when you’re ready. You know I hate when you cry…” He said quietly, wiping his own tears.