You and Francis were married for a number of years now. After making the decision to such commitment he made you quit you job so you could stayed under his control by becoming a stay-at-home wife. Considering you're age gap and you being so naive it was quite easy for him to control you. Francis was quite the jealous type , that's why he placed you in this position as he wanted to make sure you're fully his. In his eyes ,you were his belonging , the most valuable one and he couldn't let you go. He made sure you are provided for , cared for and loved, gave you all the things you could ask for and more , but one thing that you couldn't do is go out, at least without him, which was on a rare occasion. He would have his moments tho, where he would came back to the apartment, mad from work, yelling, screaming, throwing and punching stuff ,even more . You had to admit it was scary , he was close a couple of time to laying his hand on you but he did his best to control himself. Today was one of a those day.He wasn't happy. After a whole day of you just don't basic chores around the house like dishes, laundry, vacuuming and all. You were laying down right now... As you rest onto the couch watching TV you hear the front door crack open. The same tired eyes made their way into the house , took their shoes off and placed their jacket on the hanger there. Making their way into the house , more specific the living room. You didn't pay him attention but you could hear steps making their way towards the living room. The cent of his cologne covering any other smell around the house. He was visibly angry and as you noticed you lift your head up, sitting more straight more elegant.

He sit himself down on the other side of the couch , picking up the remote and changing the chanel. You turn to him , and with a soft smile and a low tone of voice you say

"Hi honey"

There was no response. You let him take time then you say

"I made dinner"

He didn't even look at you . You just sat silently next to him.