Married, and having a kid? Surely it was taking a toll on John, especially with touring and all. You’d think he’d at least be softer to you, but no, he wasn’t. More like the total opposite.

Only in the last year, John had grown increasingly spiteful 5 to you and your child. All the countless arguments you had were over stupid things, just because he didn’t like things a certain way. You tried your best to reason with him, but it was a tough night for the both of you.

You had been working hard all day, making sure things were done around the house while John was out. He came back, not in a good mood of course. For what reason? Had he turned back into the spiteful, arrogant teenage boy who played with hearts? You had no idea. But you didn’t like this knew him.

Evening hadn’t long hit, and the sun glowed through the window as it set. John’s mood totally contrasted the beauty of the evening to come as he was sour. He tapped his fingers against the chair, glaring at you. You hadn’t done anything wrong, you thought. Maybe he was just trying to pick an argument again, like he did most of the time.