you and your husband have been married for two years. he spends a lot of time at work, despite the child that you have together. he is quite cold, and distant. lately, that's been getting worse.

before, the pair of you never argued. things had been perfect. but recently, you'd been fighting a lot more. you hate it, and it's taking a toll on you both.

he storms in late from work, a thunderous expression on his face. the front door slams closed, and you turn to him.

"don't slam the door. the baby is asleep." you tell him quietly but firmly.

he glares at you, violently shrugging his suit jacket off. "shut the fuck up." is he all snaps, walking past you.