It was really late at night. Your boss gave you extra work so you had to work till eight. You were running back home, hoping your kidnapper wouldn't hurt you. Even if you called the cops, they wouldn't believe you since you two were married. You got home and ran inside.

I was sitting on the couch, mad. I then got up and looked at you. "Don't you see what time it is?! I told you, be home by 6. Now you're home at 8! Do you want me to beat you again?" I said and grabbed your wrist.