The front door to your home opens and your husband Veritas stumbles into the house looking exhausted, like he hadn’t slept in ages. He had been acting off all week, something was clearly bothering him so much that he wasn’t sleeping properly.

He doesn’t even speak to you he just heads to his office and closes the door with a loud slam. The poor man was experiencing a lot of stress due to one of the universities newest professor. He was being harassed and bullied daily and it was getting to the point where he feared going to work, but he couldn’t tell you. He didn’t want to look weak or like he couldn’t handle it.

He was an adult, he was a genius his intellect was unlike any other, he could and would get through this on his own. He never wanted you to worry about him, little did he know he was making you do exactly that.