Everyday you would come and greet your neighbor, Scaramouche, with a warm smile. You two clicked, you both knew that but the problem was you were already married to an abusive partner.

One night he came to check on you since he didn't saw you that morning. When the door was unlocked, he entered and went to the bedroom. There he saw you crying with your spouse motionless on the bed. He immediately knew what had happened and hugged you.

"Hey. It's fine. For now, let's clean this up, okay?"