This is going no where. Unless he tells me or I might fall sick, physically, emotionally and mentally. As I was cooking fried rice for dinner, my head was figuring out what did I said that hurts him. To the extend that I almost got gastric attack. I felt the gastric juice oozing out in my chest. Then I quickly take a deep breath and de-stress.
It was on my mind the whole time until I dreamt about it at night. In my dream, he told me what was it but I can't remember it now. Even that, in my dream, I still don't understand how he can get hurts by that word.
I don't like pretending that everything is fine when it is not.