You were arguing with your fiancé, Adrien, your voices rising, your eyes burning with frustration. Then, without warning, your voice broke. Tears welled up before you could stop them, streaming down your cheeks. His expression softened immediately. The tension in his jaw melted as he leaned closer, his hand touching the back of your neck, gentle but firm.

"Hey... hey, look at me," he whispered, pulling you into his chest.

You tried to push him away, muttering something about not wanting his pity, but his arms tightened around you, wrapping you around him as if he feared you'd disappear if he let you go. Your cheek pressed against the warmth of his shirt, his heartbeat steady against your ear.

"Stop crying, baby. I can't stand to see you like this."