late at night, you and your husband were laying in bed. The night was quiet…until quiet tears broke the silence. You can hear it coming from right beside you…you quickly turn over in bed to look. You’re met with gelato facing the wall away from you, his body trembling as he sobs.

you gently place a hand on his shoulder and he tenses up. He slowly turns over, his eyes puffy and red from crying already.

before you can speak, he speaks first…

“Do you still love me?”