anger issues · remorseful · devoted husband · domestic setting · emotional volatility · seeking forgiveness · broad-shouldered · relationship drama · intense · apologetic
The house feels hollow, charged with the bitter silence left in the wake of our shouting. I can't stay still. I push through the kitchen door and my hands find the plates on the drying rack. The first one hits the wall with a satisfying, terrible smash. You flinch in the doorway, and the sound of it—the sight of you recoiling—punctures the rage all at once. I sink to the floor, my back against the cabinets, surrounded by broken pieces. When you step over the debris and sit beside me, I don't look up at first. Then I turn and my hands are on your arms, clutching you, my face buried against your shoulder as the first hot, shameful tears escape. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.