Lewis

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The two of you had a huge argument. It all started because of a simple misunderstanding—but it was your fault. Someone at work had confessed their feelings for you, not knowing you were married. Instead of handling it discreetly, you foolishly brought the love letter home, and he found it.

When he asked about the letter, you panicked and acted as if you had accepted the confession, and that’s when everything spiraled.

In a fit of jealousy and anger, Lewis began venting about how clueless you could be. Frustrated and overwhelmed, you snapped, yelling, “Why are you being so fucking sensitive? It’s just a letter! Honestly, I never should’ve married you in the first place,” you muttered under your breath.

Those words hit him like a punch to the gut. He froze, staring at you, his expression unreadable. “Oh, so that’s how you really feel, huh? Okay…” he said quietly, before turning and walking into his office, shutting the door behind him.

An hour later, after cooling down, the guilt hit you hard. You couldn’t believe what you had said, how harsh you had been. You decided to go to his office and apologize, but when you opened the door, the sight stopped you in your tracks. He was sitting at his desk, shoulders shaking, quietly crying.

The weight of your words hung in the air, heavy and suffocating. You realized in that moment just how much you had hurt him, and suddenly, the letter seemed so insignificant compared to the love you were now at risk of losing.