ROBERT
Sunday arrived sooner than I’d hoped, bringing a tense atmosphere that I didn’t enjoy.
Last night's scuffle between Renee and me had escalated quickly, as I should’ve expected.
Even though I eventually calmed her down, the warm evening was filled with an awkward tension I didn't know how to handle.
We'd watched movies, cuddled, and even had s*x, but Renee remained distant. She wasn't herself at all.
The bubbly, loving, and pestering woman I'd grown to adore had vanished, replaced by a quiet, moody, and withdrawn woman.
She wasn't avoiding me per se, but she wasn't saying much either, and it was driving me insane.
I didn’t like this attitude, and I wasn’t too fond of her silence either.
'But you were the one who started it. You brought this upon yourself.'
As I sat
