Broken💔👥

"What did you just say? Hmm? What do you mean by "I'm a lazy bone?" Micheal questions as his eyes flared up in anger.

Hannah who was just trying to liven the atmosphere by cracking some jokes was thrown into a state of misdemeanor.

"Babe, I just said the fact that you don't do any house chores means you're a lazy bone. That's all. So why exactly are you infuriated?" Hannah retorted.

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"You know very well that I don't like people making fun of my stature. The fact that I'm slim doesn't give you the right to call me bones!" Micheal answered.

"Babe, lazy bones is just another way of calling you lazy ass. You are not supposed to get upset about that, but no! Everything I do or say always annoys you in one way or the other. You know what? I'm out of here" Hannah said as she stormed out of the room.

Few minutes later, Micheal went to clear things up with Hannah. He walks into her room and sits 10meters away from her.

"Darling, don't be mad at me. You know I'm always very specific about the things people say to me….."

" The things people say to you?" Hannah cuts in.
" Micheal, this is not the first time and neither would it be the last time you're doing this. You make us argue about every single thing. You make me feel like my efforts are wasted. You…." Hannah burst into tears as she kept talking. " You make me feel very irrelevant." She says in between sobs.

Micheal moves towards her and wipes her tears with his handkerchief.

" Hannah...you know I don't mean to make you feel that way" Micheal says as he tries to console her.

" You don't mean to but you do. You make me feel the same way day in and day out. It feels like in this relationship, I should just be silent while you do all the talking." Hannah spoke.

" Babe, it's not that way". Micheal replied.

" How am I supposed to be in a relationship with you if I can't express myself. The last time, we started an argument because I didn't cover the toothpaste properly. And the time before that, we were arguing because I made a grammatical error while texting you. Now tell me, how am I supposed to live with that?" Hannah said, still sobbing.

Micheal was deep in thought because she was right in a way. He never wanted to admit that he was wrong and so he presented his defense.

" Babe, why would you not cover the toothpaste properly? What if something crawls into it? And grammatical errors shouldn't be coming from a degree holder like you my darling." Micheal defended.

"Now that's the problem with you. You never admit that you're wrong and you bring up flimsy excuses for your bad deeds. Why can't we live like other free humans who just chuckle at grammatical errors? Or just cover the lid of the toothpaste after brushing? Why?!" Hannah retorted, this time with rage.

"This whole thing is not working. I won't cross my legs and die slowly. Micheal darling. I love you very much,but I can't do this anymore. Before you ask, I have carefully thought this over and I want out. It's officially over between us darling." Hannah said.

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Micheal was still trying to figure out what was happening when Hannah said…

"I'd move out this evening. You don't need to bother about my grammatical errors or my 'ill habits'."

"No babe, you can't do that. You haven't thought about this!" Micheal said with some remorse.

"I'm done talking to you. Show yourself out when you've finished". Hannah said as she turned to face her pillow.

Only her pillow could tell how much she had cried. She had borne this for two long years. Two years was enough time to make anyone go insane. He kept promising to change but had always done the same thing over and over. She had enough of his bullshit….

With love, wongi ✨