There was a different kind of silence that filled the room, it wasn’t comfortable, it felt a bit awkward, Dommy came back from the office not long ago and he won’t say anything, he didn’t even give me a hug not even a kiss so I just assumed probably something happened at the office and he doesn’t want to talk about it.
Now I’m bored of his drama, if he is having some tough time at work I understand but it’s not my fault. He can’t come in here and act all angry at me when I know I haven’t done anything to him.
“Dommy.” I finally say, he looks up then averts his eyes.
“Yes.” He replies.
“Why are you not speaking to me? Did I do something wrong?.” I ask
“I don’t know, did you?.”
Oh for f***s sake, I’m not about to get into some trying to find the information drama.
“I have had enough
