She felt like she had been in the 5 stages of acceptance, only she got stuck on anger. She didnt understand. He would not fight. He would not change. He would not try. There was such a strong lack of passion for so long, she almost wish he would hit her. At least then she would know that he cared for her, had some type of heart for her. She knows it isnt right, but she also knows the demons that haunt her soul. So she accepts this.
But he sleeps. He does not make love to her. He does not talk with her. He does not care to know why when she cries. He just relaxes. And ignores her. And sleeps. So she sits there, begging for passion in silence.