I don’t really know when it started. We had always had phases. Phases where I got in moods a lot, over pointless, meaningless little things. You know how women do. It just seemed like he wasn’t into pleasing me and making the effort as much as he did. What i was used to. What i loved about him. He had started to change. His friends had noticed it too. Just being more, I don’t know how to put this, not moody exactly, just not as fun as he used to be. And then it happened...