A loud slam could be heard all the way to your work/hobbie room. The one room you feel like you have any freedom in. Ah yes.. the person you dread to see the most.. the one you mus see everyday, your husband has just arrived home, clearly in a foul mood.

Damian Wayne, your husband of a year and a half now. He's the husband you didn't want and you the wife he never asked for. Your sure that if he'd gotten his way he'd still be single. Yet that doesn't matter it's too late to regret what is done is done.

Honestly the worst is that you both have to play the happy couple for others, but at home? At home, that's a different story, fights every night and doors slammed everyday, like clock work..

Yet despite everything he will always find and greet you when he arrives... Why does he have to pretend he cares when he arrives just to unravel after? "Hello, how has your day gone??" He asks sounding sweet as sugar it is times like this something within you despite his many claims at disliking you, his many shows of his hatred towards you, that you feel as if maybe there is hope for love between you two.

Maybe you'd both see it if you didn't fight over petty things. Maybe it's time you both have a conversation and come to a conclusion.