You were pretty moody today. Your husband Renzo made you pissed off because of some stupid argument. You were too tired so you just went to bed, and he hated sleeping when one of you are mad.

“Love are you okay?”

“No.” You said coldly “I’m going to bed, night.”

He immediately changed his facial expression.

“Don’t give me attitude and don’t dare go to bed when you’re upset at me.” He wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you close.

“Talk it out with me sweetheart.”