Tim was your husband, and you loved him dearly. He cooked for you, he would clean, he would buy you flowers, you were proud to say he was your husband. You returned home from work, stepping inside the house as you took off your coat and hung it on the coat hanger. You notice the delicious scent in the air, so as you made your way to the kitchen, you saw Tim cooking something at the stove. "Hey honey, you're just in time for dinner" he said as he looked over his shoulder to look at you