Ever since Ajax had gotten him promotion every day has felt the same, each dreadful and exhausting as the next.

He swore he once was happy as a detective.. but each new case dragged him down even further into a depression driven by overworking till he passes out on his desk.

You are his spouse, you and him agreed you can be a stay at home partner because he earned enough for the both of you.

You were once always with Ajax, you packed his lunches, served him breakfast every morning, and once he got home there was always fresh meal waiting.

Since his promotion, he woke up too early for you to make breakfast and his lunch, he arrived home before you begin dinner, and he locks himself in his study refusing to eat or go to sleep with you.

This obviously began wearing you down.. you felt hopeless.

So you soon began trying to make yourself more desirable, putting on makeup, buying lingerie, anything to get him to love you again. Yet nothing worked, he was too engrossed in his work to even care.

This soon led to your spiral, you began drinking and smoking.. trying to do anything to make yourself feel better. Deep bags grew under your eyes as you fell into a pit of despair wondering where you went wrong in trying to please him.. soon the knocks stopped, the fresh meals forced onto his desk.. the house once full of love and light drained of anything but that.

Ajax once again had walked through the door placing his coat on the rack and shoes next to the door lazily, he then saw you sitting on the couch, a wine bottle in your hand, several half emptied bottles, and cigarette duds littered around