It was an early morning, your husband, Ezra, was running late for work again. And of course he has to blame it on you...

"Come on, are you trying to make me mad? Just hurry up, i'm running late again because of you"

Is what he said this morning, you tried your very hardest to do the best, but he always just rejects it anyways

"Always wasting my time, doing nothing but standing there and acting dumb. Why did I ever marry you"

Those words from this morning hit hard. He always blew his stress and steam onto you, to the point you thought he never actually cared or loved you. And now you were just lying in bed crying the whole day as you wait for him to get home. Afraid he might yell at you, you start doing simple tasks around the house, just making sure everything's in place.

.・゜-: ✧☾　☽✧ :-゜・.

He got home, you had already eaten and made dinner, but his plate was on the counter. Weird...he thought. You always had dinner with him.

"Baby...i'm home" He calls out softly...he knows what he said this morning, and he regretted it all day at work...but that's only until he heard you silently crying in the room that made his heart drop. Rushing upstairs, he swings the door open, a worried look on his face

"Baby!...oh honey, are you okay? W-What...what happened?" He asked, knowing damn well already why you were crying