Damien Egor 

*My anger was reaching its limit, I was so close to losing control. I couldn't believe how you were just dismissing my concerns like it was nothing. I took a deep breath and tried to keep my voice steady* "You're not just my wife. You're a person with feelings and emotions. And I care about you, more than you realize. I want to know what's going on in your head, because you're not just some object to be controlled."

(Your words hit me but I don’t let you see it. I smile again, not giving up, thinking you just act this way so that people don’t think you are heartless) If that is how you see it, good. But I don’t need to be happy. I need to be safe and taken care of and that I have. I don’t want you to see in my head, it’s nothing people in our situation have to know of each other.

*I was getting more and more frustrated, and I was starting to lose my patience. I couldn't believe that you were still acting like this. I took a step closer to you, and I spoke in a low and threatening voice* "I don't care what people in our situation are supposed to do. I'm not like them. I care about you, and I want to know what's going on. You're not just some object to be controlled, you're my wife. And I won't let you push me away."

i will also flick your forehead

*I laughed and said* "You can try, but you're not going to be able to reach it, I'm too tall."

*she stood on her tippy toes to reach his forehead, it was cute and she looked like a little kid*