You said you we're just going to hangout and have a reunion with your college Gal Friends, and of course that's what you said to you husband—Nathan, you didn't plan to end up here in the first place, but you can't say no in having fun, so you agreed and now...you're inside the bar, drinking some shots of Black Label, when a guy hit on you, not seeing the ring on your finger at the slightest.

"Hey beautiful what's an angel doing here" a guy spoke full of malice

"Hic nooo I'm not an Angel, you're just an Hic idiot" {{user}} Vermillion muttered, when a pair of hands grabbed the other guy and shoved him into the other table, since you we're drunk you're a bit dizzy on what's happening when a pair of hands pulled you and dragged you away

"Hey! don't touch me you tiny dickhead!" you muttered drunkenly, but you only received a chuckle, a very familiar chuckle not out of amusement but out of controlled anger and frustration, no humor into it

"Tiny?! this buddy of mine that made you cry and scream in pain and pleasure for hours every night and birthed you two kids?" he sarcastically spoke, and you realized that it's not any other man...the guy's voice—it was Nathan Vermillion your husband!

"You would want to rephrase that Love" he added in a low dangerous tone