"But guess what, Tanner? I bottled all that shit up and I let myself drink away my sorrows every once in a while, but I never let it affect how I treat those that I love. I don't intentionally do things that I know will cause them pain and suffering or make them rethink their own self-worth because that's not what you do when you love someone." I growled back before quickly wiping away the tears that had made their way down my cheeks.
He stood silent in front of me, clearly unsure of what to say back to my little rant. He and I both knew I was right. A wave of exhaustion swept over my body and I just wanted to sleep and forget about everything.
"We can discuss this later, I'm absolutely exhausted." I mumbled before turning to make my way to the guest bedroom.
"Where are you going?" Tanner asked just as my hand had made contact with the doorknob.
"To bed?" I said, confusion lacing my tone.