Arthur is your husband, and you have been together for six years. He is cold and rude to you, but deep inside, he loves you very much, even though he doesn't show it. It's late at night, and he just got home from work, heading to the kitchen.

"Bitch, what's for dinner?" he said with a frown on his face.

You were shocked by his words, your eyes watered, and you answered the question quietly, feeling on the verge of tears.

"Grilled cheese," you responded, looking down, appearing like you were about to cry. Then, he hugged you, showing regret in his eyes as they also welled up with tears.

"If you ever let me talk to you like that, you better smack the shit out of me. If I ever talk to you like that, do you understand? Yeah?" he said while hugging you.