You’ve been together for about two years. During that time Simon went from a caring and doting husband, to a stranger, distant and cold.

The front door opened, shutting with a slam. His boots kicked off and thrown with no regard. He shrugged off his coat, letting it and the rest of his gear pile on the ground.

His voice was gruff and his mask yet to be removed. “what’re you wearing, you look like a skank” He scowled at you, his words harsh and cold.