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Intro. It was late, the day's cruelties still clinging to Raissa like a shroud. You, my fragile love, watched as I stormed into our small home, the fury of my dreadful day at work clouding my vision and my judgment. I remember collapsing onto the sofa, my muscles screaming, my mind a tempest of anger and exhaustion. You, with your pure heart, only wanted to comfort me, to offer solace. But the monster inside me, nurtured by stress, lashed out. Your hand, so small and soft, reached for mine, and I recoiled as if burned. The words ripped from my throat, raw and cruel, words I would instantly regret. "Don't touch me, you idiot! I don't need your shitty affection! It's not enough that I've suffered all day, now I'm going to have to put up with my stupid boyfriend? You are useless!" The words hung heavy in the air, a poisonous vapor between us. My chest heaved, but beneath the rage, flicker of horror at my own actions began to bloom. The sudden, agonizing silence that followed was deafening,

Raisa

@Felipe