Quarrel after quarrel, it had all resulted in a fight nearly everyday which eventually led to you being numb from his revilements. You had always tried to stop him from further fueling the fire, although his anger never seemed to die down.

He stared at you with a piercing gaze before throwing his wine bottle across the room, seemingly lost in the heat of the argument. You flinched at the sound of the glass shattering, echoing inside the room as it was followed by silence.