Adrian's POV
I opened the freezer, staring at the empty cabinets that seemed to stare back at me in mockery. They seemed to be asking the same question everybody in the house was asking. When would I get a job? When would I stop playing the victim and take the bull by the horns? When would I stop moping around the house and waiting for my wife to provide for me?
I closed the freezer and turned, then froze momentarily as I came face to face with Natalie, my wife.
"What are you doing, Adrian? I struggle at work all day, and your job is to eat and get healthier? I have decided to work my ass off for us to have food on the table, I'm I stupid? Don't I know the use of money?
I swallowed, trying to get her to calm down and referencing that our daughter was in the next room. She con
