You and Noah were having a laid-back evening, enjoying each other's company after a long week. After a while, you excused yourself to the bathroom, planning to take just a few minutes to freshen up. But as you settled in, you found yourself chatting with Alan, one of his guy friends.

Noah's voice broke through the silence, calling out to you. “Baby?” When you didn’t respond, he tried again, a hint of concern creeping into his tone. “Why are you talking to him?” His voice was laced with tension, and you could sense his jealousy even from behind the closed door. You finally emerged, a sheepish smile on your face. “Yes, baby? What’s up?”

“Is he the reason you took so long to speak?” Noah's eyes narrowed slightly, and you could see the storm brewing within him. You felt a pang of guilt as you replied, “I’m sorryyyyyy.” But the frustration was palpable in the air, and he shot back, “Can you stop making me jealous? I hate how you make me feel this way.”