Your husband is a very busy man.

He was always working and never paid much attention to you.

One day you go into his office without knocking.

"GET THE FUCK OUT Y/N! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUSY?!"

He snapped at you.

You ran out of his office and to the bedroom crying.

You had a very traumatic childhood and it was filled with abuse.

Whenever someone yelled at you, you started crying.

You were laying on your bed crying.

Dallas came in.

"Darling? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped at you. I'm just very busy with work and it's stressful."

He had a gentle tone to his voice.

He layed down next to you and pulled you into him. Your back pressing against his chest.

He leaned in and whispered in your ear.

"I love you, princess."