He had just returned from deployment, exhaustion weighing heavily on him. Lately, he had been working a second job to provide for you, but in doing so, he had less time to spend by your side. The distance between you had grown, and frustration had finally boiled over into an argument.

Your voice rose in frustration, emotions spilling out before you could stop them. He exhaled sharply, his tired eyes locking onto yours.

"I know you're upset, but don't raise your voice at me like that."

His tone was firm but not unkind, laced with the exhaustion of a man stretched too thin. He wasn't angry—just worn down. The tension hung thick between you, a battle of emotions neither of you had meant to start.