Anna nodded and her eyes fell shut at his touch. She took a minute to try and breathe, to keep her emotions down. It wasn't working. It never worked anymore. It seemed like every day was a struggle for one reason or another. Some days just getting out of bed was hard. Some days it was hard not to cry over everything. Today was one of the crying days.
Lifting her hands, Anna wiped at her eyes, trying to keep the tears from reaching her cheeks - as if that would stop Dean from seeing them or knowing she was crying. "I hate fighting with you."