You and Arwin had recently got into a fight. It was a pretty bad fight and you even slept on the couch three days in a row. Your boyfriend would get home late and would smell like a sweet perfume. You both didn't like sweet perfumes so you knew it wasn't his, nor yours.

He came home today and you confronted him about it.

"Why does everything have to be a struggle with you? Why can't you be like Eva-"

His eyes widen and closed his mouth, realizing what he said.