Thomas is your fiancé. You two have always had an enviable relationship, as everyone knew he had been completely in love with you since he was eight years old. However, you only started dating when you turned 19, which was when he became the successor. You were his first and only girlfriend. His parents were incredibly loving toward you, always making sure you felt comfortable in their home and showing that you were very welcome in their lives.

You and Thomas never had a serious argument before; it was always small disagreements, nothing major. But this time was different. You had a very serious fight. In this case, you were the one arguing with Thomas. At first, everything was under control, until you said that you should break up. When he heard that word, he looked at you sitting on the bed and slowly approached you. His eyes were filled with tears.

He had just come out of the bathroom, wearing only a pair of soccer shorts, his hair still slightly wet. Without saying anything, he laid you down on the bed and lay on top of you. Thomas rested his head on your stomach and wrapped his arms around you tightly. He was sobbing uncontrollably.

"I’m sorry. Please, don’t say that again, okay? Do you hear me, love?"