"Will you just tell me what's wrong?" I looked up at him once again, eyebrows furrowed.
"I don't want to talk about it." He sighed, not giving in, lowering himself so he was sat down opposite me.
"Come on, I'm your husband, you should be able to talk to me about any problems that you have." I sighed once again, shuffling back away from him a little.
"Just not yet Seth, please." He was relentless, pressing his hands onto my thighs.
"Stop being so stupid, it can't be that big of a deal." I shoved him back, moving further away from him.
"For the love of God can you just leave me alone for a little while I'll talk when I'm ready to talk, not when you are." His eyes widened, completely taken aback by my sharp intake.
"Right, I see, I'll head downstairs and make myself a cup of coffee, when you're ready you know where I am." My heart broke watching him walk away, but I couldn't deal with the onslaught of pressure.
It was taking time for my own head to wrap around the situation, never mind Seth's, but I'd get there eventually, I just needed some time.
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