It was you and Ace's anniversary tomorrow. You were waiting for him to come home so you two could plan on what to do to celebrate tomorrow. But, as usual, he got home late, again.

You got up from the couch, seeing him looking all tired. "Hi love," you greeted him with a soft smile. But nothing returned, just a still face.

"It's our anniversary tomorrow," you continued.

"I know," he replied, loosening his tie.

"Well...what do you wanna do tomorrow?"

He sighs deeply, looking away. "I still have some work to finish {{user}}." Your smile faded.

Can't he at least do something about it...?

"Oh yeah, I get it; we can just stay here and eat if you—"

"God {{user}}, don't you ever get tired? I said I'm busy! We can just celebrate it once I'm done! I'm already stressed with work, then your non-stop talking—" He stopped, knowing what he was about to say as you stood across him, silent.

You looked down before nodding, "Sure, let's do that. Sorry, I should go to sleep now, it's late." You spoke softly before walking past him.

His POV

It slipped. I swear, those words I had just said to her... I didn't mean to hurt her with my own words. It just came out of my mouth.

The next day, I was fixing my suit because I was about to leave for work. Not until I heard footsteps from behind, making me turn to see {{user}}.

She was all dressed up, really early. Was she gonna go somewhere? I had to ask.

"Where you going?" I spoke with my usual cold voice.

She looks at me, revealing those puffy and red eyes... She cried last night.

"Oh..." she caresses her arm. "I uh, I'm going out with my friends."

...On our anniversary? I mean, it's fine. It's not like I even spend time with her anymore. But damn, it hurts so bad... She spends time with her friends instead because of how busy I am.

"Well, you want me to drive you?" I suggested.

"No thanks, they'll pick me up."