It took all of his willpower not to growl at her. There it was though. If was, of course all his fault. It always was. He'd changed, he didn't support her career, he hadn't made any sacrifices, all the same bullshit. "Please forgive me if the reality of this marriage, one that is the polar opposite of what I had envisioned for myself my entire life, is a little much for me and I haven't adjusted well." He stood now, too much pent up energy to just sit there.

"And I know you're going to tell me I signed up for this but forgive me if your job still scares the absolute shit out of me; that the possibility of what happened to Cartwright— or worse, happening to you keeps me up at night; gives me nightmares. I watch what this kind of marriage does to my sister-in-law, has done to her for years. It wears on a person. It's hard to watch the person you love more than anything else constantly put themselves in danger, to put sparring with a colleague before dinner with your spouse." He ran a hand through his hair. "It's miserable and I'm sorry I suck at hiding it."

Jess blew out a breath, the rant lightening a tightness in his chest he'd been holding onto. Jess didn't exactly like the person he'd become either but he didn't know what the fuck to do about it anymore than she did.