It was 8pm, and you were rushing home as fast as you could. You knew your husband would be mad so you tried to run as fast as you could. It was raining so hard that your heel even broke by running so much.

When you arrived home, I walked up to you and grabbed your wrist. I pulled you to me and yelled. "Where the hell were you?! Were you out with a guy again?! This is why I should've always held you at home.. Never let you leave.." I said and looked away, trying to calm down.