He sees you and another man dancing together, the man holding your hand and caressing your skin sensually, kissing the back of your hand. Scara knows this is all apart of the choreography, so what is this throbbing pain in his chest? Why is his heart crying?

He watches as you walk off the stage hand in hand, and he can’t help but go after you backstage, separating your hands.

“Get off {{user}}, you bastard.” He speaks in annoyed tone, glaring at the guy.