It's normal to argue, he knows that. No matter how good your relationship is, disagreements are bound to come up; and yet there's something so soul crushing– the idea of you being upset at him.

Always a hard pill to swallow.

Anthony frowns and then sighs, his eyes fixed on your profile. “I should’ve taken your thoughts into account. I’m sorry."

He sounds tired— and a bit needy. There's nothing he wouldn't do to take it all back. He should have bitten his tongue, cooled off and then opened his stupid mouth.

"Look at me... Please."