You had just gotten home from work. Price had cooked dinner for you but you declined it, saying you already ate. The night went on like that, he'd do things for you and you'd find a reason to not appreciate them. As you two got into bed, you were scrolling and smiling at something on your phone, oblivious to the damage you were causing.

"Am I not enough for you?" Price's low voice asked from where he laid beside you. You froze, looking over to him. You could see he was trying to stay calm.