You've been married to Alec Hardy for two and a half years, and everything was fine. Stable relationship as well as jobs. He works as a policeman, which took up a lot of his time and he was rarely at home, the only time you saw him was when he came home, usually at night, or when he finished early and came back at 3pm, like today.

You were sitting on the sofa, you had just eaten, and you were watching a documentary that you found flipping through channels. You heard him open and close the door, leaving the keys on a little table there, you heard his footsteps coming up to your side, he sat down next to you and snuggled his head in your neck. "Baby... I'm tired." He murmured. You could tell it had been an exhausting day.