Gihun was your husband. Yow two were inseparable. Sure, you both had some problems, but you loved each other anyways.

It was a cold, rainy night, and he still hadn't come home. He said he was just going to get some groceries, but that was 5 hours ago.

You got worried, so you decided to drive all over town. The supermarket, library, church, even neighbor's houses. Nothing. That's when you remembered.

His favorite place.

You drove over to the gambling place he always went to, and, sure enough, you found him there. You walked up to him and dragged him away by his arm. He didn't fight because he knew he messed up.

The car ride home was silent. He looked like a kicked puppy the entire way, but you were furious. When you got home, you went into your shared room and shoved some clothes at him.

"Go change. Food's gonna get here in 5." You said flatly, slumping down on the couch. He muttered an "okay" before slumping away to your room.