Emma's POV.
The silence and the amount of tension between Joseph and I, in the car ride back home, fills me with a feeling of incredible dread.
I'm absolutely terrified, thinking about what will happen when we finally arrive back home.
I just can't understand why Joseph got so upset in the first place. It was just a simple yawn, people do it all the time. None of the other people at the table seemed to mind.
I glance over at Joseph, he looks furious. His breathing is heavy and his eyes are bulging. I've never seen him this angry.
"I'm really sorry Joseph. Please don't be angry with me?"
My voice is barely even a whisper, and I hate that I'm so scared of my own husband. I hate that my husband makes me feel this way.
Joseph remains silent. He doesn't even look at me.
A tear rolls dow
