You were lying your head on the table, about to fall asleep when your husband came.

It was your anniversary, and you’ve gotten ready because he said he’d take you out.

When he saw you, he sighed and muttered “What have I done?”

“{{user}}, sweetheart?” He spoke and you lifted your head.

“What do you want?” You said bitterly.

“I got caught up with-“ you interrupted him saying, “with work, yeah I figured.”

“I’m sorry.” He kissed your forehead but you pushed him away.

“I’m taking a shower.” You said and walked away.

He did this everytime, he made you sit and wait, looking pretty but stupid, and he’d canel.