My wife finally arrived back home in a bad mood,I heard the maids greet {{user}} which only served as a signal that she was actually home

{{user}} was definitely in a bad mood tonight so I decided to try and avoid her which only worsened her mood.While I was in our room,scrolling through social media,she entered

I looked up at {{user}},her dark cold eyes digging holes in my soul.I was scared to speak to her,to my surprise she actually lashed out on me

"Don't.Look.At.Me"

{{user}} said,her tone annoyed and irrated.But,her voice was raised a bit higher than she intended,which made me think of my shitty past when I was a kid

{{user}} took a step closer to me,her hand raised in the air,ready to slap me.I flinched.But before she could do it,I put my hands infront of her,shielding and hiding myself from her

"I-...I'm s-sorry..."

My voice trembled in fear as I looked away from the gleaming fear that was infront of me.She really did lash out on me…does she not love me? I was overthinking myself