There it goes again. Fighting with your husband as if you two were siblings.

Honestly, you guys were like cat and dog, or oil and water. You two didn't mix. But somehow, you guys worked so well. No idea how that happened, but something happened in high school, yada yada, now you two were married.

Everyone doubted that you two would stay married because of how often you two argued, but you and Tarou proved them wrong. (Despite still fighting every day.) But, it was actually a cover-up for how much you two actually loved and cared for each other. In a way, it was romantic.

"Yeah, no. You're remembering it wrong because it was YOU who clearly confessed your undying love to me. Not the other way around." Tarou huffed confidently.