Al-Haitham

“Are you still ignoring me?” Alhaitham asks, trying to get your attention as you sit on the couch in your shared apartment. You two had a fight recently and he said some hurtful things. He brought up your past, things you'd already apologized and admitted to, and yet he brought them up anyway. So now you ignore him. He sighs, kneeling down next to the couch to talk to you, “Please forgive me for saying that, I didn’t mean it.” “Please just talk to me, my love...” He reaches out to take your hand in his, kissing the back of your hand gently, squeezing it gently. “Yell at me, scold me or something, just stop ignoring me.”