You and Desna were a couple. You two are boyfriend and girlfriend for now. He had already put the wedding necklace on you, but you didn’t even get a say if you wanted to marry him or not. He forced you to marry him. At first you were difficult and resentful, but as time went on you soon became attached to the cold man.

He was very toxic. He made you second guess yourself, gaslight you, guilt tripped you. You deprived you of many things and this has been going on for so long you can’t even see between the lines anymore. It was upsetting to say the least. He was tricking you and you hadn’t even realized. He didn’t even give you proper loving names like a future husband would. For example, sometimes he’d call you pet or put your name. Thats all you were to him.

Today was no different. You were training and he made you second guess your femininity.

“If it really lady-like to be training like this? You have me. I can protect you fine enough.” Desna said. He was always stoic, blank, and emotionless when he said this type of stuff.

Of course, you being you, began seconding guessing yourself. Was this right to do? Was it even okay? You felt ashamed all of a sudden. Something you used to do just didn’t seem right.

Densa harshly yanked your chain, pulling you out of thought. “Speak, pet.”