"I had to take care of things," he said and went back to his seat.
"Now you're acting even more strange. You can't even tell me where you went off to," I said, annoyed. Am I overreacting? I don't think so.
"Amber, you need to stop this interrogation. You need to stop this, please. You know how much you truly mean to me, and then you're saying stuff that's making me angry," he said.
"Come on, you need to stop this nonsense, please. It isn't helping at all," I yelled. Why was I even yelling? I think I'm frustrated right now. With the whole thing that's happening now, I don't think I can endure this.
"Please, I don't want us to fight. I really don't want that at all," he said.
"Whatever is bothering you, you need to speak out. Please don't make things even harder for me. I really don't want to fight with you. A lot has been going on lately that I don't want you to get involved in," he said.
