Tough questions and hurtful answers.

The sunlight reflects through the window and flashes its lights across Jennie's face."Ummm, hmmm!" Jennie said as she tried to keep her eyes shut. But, the sun did not consider the fact that she's just arrived home from her trip. And she had been crying all night because of her conflict with Jackson. It kept intensifying its lights in their room.

"Five more minutes, please." She cried and placed the pillow over her head. Jennie felt a movement on the bed, and she quickly threw the pillow off her head and sat up.

"Good morning, hubby." She whispered and tried to reach out for her morning kiss from him.

"Morning," Jackson said in his deep voice and left the bed without touching his wife.

He did not look back as he walked into the bathroom. Jennie seemed upset, and she felt hurt. Tears settled in her eyes, but she held them back and told herself, "Jennie, you can't give up. Fighting!".

She jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom entrance. "He locked the door!" Jennie caught herself as she tried to open the bathroom door. "He intentionally locked the door!"  Jennie said, but this time her tone was more depressing than her first statement. She pulled her legs towards her chest and rested her head against the door.

Jackson stood under the shower with a heavy heart. The rushing water could not calm the anger building up inside him. Jackson took the shampoo, and he was about to apply it to his hair when Jackson heard a faint cry. He stopped for a second and listened. "Jennie is crying? Why is she sobbing again?" He asked himself.

Her gentle sobbing noise stabbed through his heart. Jackson reached for the doorknob, and suddenly he stopped. "You are stubborn. What are you hiding from me that is destroying you? You are not yourself. The Jennie I know wouldn't keep things from me and treat me like a fool.  She won't lay close to me but feels so distant. Jennie won't be this afraid to believe that I love her enough to forgive her. What changed you, Jennie? I can barely understand you." Jackson said as he pressed his body against the door and listened to her soft moan.

He never knew that the voice he loved could cause him this much heartache. "Jackson, hold on a little longer, and you can get your wife back. You know that is not the real her out there. There are fears and uncertainty in her eyes. You have loved her for fourteen years and know when she is lying." He said calmly and removed his body from the door.

"Jennie needs to be honest with me, or else she will ruin this marriage, and damage my heart." He stated in frustration and returned to the shower.

Jennie cried herself to sleep as she waited at the bathroom door for Jackson to come out. After a few minutes, Jackson opened the door, and to his surprise, he saw Jennie about to fall on the cold bathroom tile.  Jackson dropped on both his knees and caught her just in time to block her head from the fall.

"Ouch!" He spoke carefully. Meanwhile, he sensed a sharp pain in his leg and a liquid rolling down his knee. He took Jennie off the floor and laid her on their bed.

"Don't turn your back to me, please." She whispers as he shifts toward their closet.

"Your shoulder seems cold from that angle. It appears unreachable in my eyes and distance away from my touch. Why does this spark in your eyes seem dull to me? Why are your lips pale whenever I reach out for a kiss? How can those hands be stiff when holding me? You don't love me the way you used to." Jennie said in a gloomy tone.

Her words provoked him. Jackson dropped his shirt on the floor, climbed onto the bed, and hugged her. She ran her finger smoothly against his lips. Wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him. Jackson looked her in the eyes and said. "Are you satisfied now? Is your guilt relief?" Jennie released her grip on him. And fall behind in confusion.

"There it is! The reason I am suspicious of you cheating on me. I am not the one who has changed. Jennie, look at yourself! I can hardly recognize the woman you have become. You stare at me in the face without blinking and act dishonestly. Do not tell me about change because you know straight upright who has changed in this marriage." Jackson screamed at her.

"Are you going to punish me based on your speculation that I did something wrong while I was absent from your life?  You don't get to tell me that you love me and hurt me in this manner! Jackson, it's not right, and you know it!" Jennie yelled. she could barely hold back her tears from falling down her anxious eyes.

"I am going to work. Do not wait up for me. I don't think it is a wise choice for me to come home soon." Jackson said to his wife and got off the bed.

"Ouch," he cried as his wounded knee hit his desk.

"You are bleeding!" Jennie screamed and rushed from the bed to his side. "Does it hurt? Is it painful? Wait, I will get the first aid kit!" She told him tenderly.

Jackson stared at his wife's worried face and smiled. He felt his anger subsiding. Though he still believes that something is off about her. However, the woman standing before him at this moment is the real side of Jennie. Jennie tried to get the kit, but Jackson held her hand and pulled her into his embrace.

"Don't go. Let's stay like this for a few minutes. I crave your scent. I just miss you. Let's not fight again. It is stressful being mad at the woman you love. I love you." Jackson said as he caressed Jennie.

"You will be late for work," Jennie said beneath her breath.

"Ummm, that's okay," Jackson replied.