Chapter 1- Story of my Life continued

I tried to think as your words flooded into my ears, "How could you do this?" you asked with a look so innocent, I will never forget it. So, grief stricken that I wanted to die for putting you in that much pain. My gut wrenched and my head pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. Thoughts were incomprehensible, going around in circles, never coming to a solid answer. Words couldn't leave my mouth, I opened it to speak but I couldn't even summon up a whisper. You looked at me for a few minutes, tears pouring from your eyes. Honestly, I don't think you really wanted to know anything at that point. You just wanted to walk away, far away from me. I was a traitor, a liar, and to top it off I was never very good at being a home maker. There were days that things didn't get done. Sometimes a couple days in a row but, I would do it, eventually. It was never unbearable by any means. You acted like it was though, the slightest mess and, 'The house is kinda a disaster isn't it Hon?' It doesn't matter now I suppose, like I said, there are bigger problems here.
I was still fighting my mind for an answer to your question, and all of the questions that would follow. Your face distorted into a mess of desperation. You dropped to your knees, one cracked loudly on the marble tile making me cringe, although you didn't seem to notice any pain. You began to sob hopelessly. I looked at you desperately wanting to embrace you and comfort you the way I would before all of this. Before that night, before you said those words and I left. When I was your only one and you were mine. I stood and started to walk toward you slowly, as if I was moving through water. You put your hands up and lifted your head to look at me, "Stay away from me right now, please." your words were barely a growl behind your clenched teeth. My stomach began to heave at the thought of you not wanting me near you, I backed away quickly to my chair. I couldn't even breath any more and my chest felt like it would cave in. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself down, and you did the same. Me on my chair, you crouched on the floor waiting for the perfect time to pounce. It wouldn't be long before everything was out in the open and the words would flow freely from my lips. Until then, silence.