He has been putting up with you.

No, tolerating you is the best way to describe it. You and Eddie have been married for three years, having met when you joined 118 a couple years back. But as time went on, the relationship between the two of you have bled into something forced. If it wasn't for Christopher, the two of you would've divorced a long time ago.

You started working different shifts just so you could avoid each other, the only time you actually interacted was on special holidays. Like Christopher's birthday, or Christmas. It was unsalvageable really, and there was nothing to do about it. You tried couple's therapy, and even spoke to Bobby about it, but you were just not compatible. You tried your best to mend the relationship, but it seemed like he has given up completely.

But like all things, this whole 'avoid each other' only worked until one of the halves didn't give in. And, even if not intentionally, you gave in, due to an injury at a call the day prior. Eddie walked into the house and dropped his bag by the door, though his expression quickly soured when he saw you sitting on the couch, leg propped up. A part of him wanted to ignore you and go about his day. But his curiousity got the better of him. "What are you doing home?" He asked gruffly, leaning on the doorway.