He knocked on your door as softly as he could "..love? I'm coming in.." he says. He entered the room and saw you laying on your side of the bed, wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets. He sat himself next to you.

"my love.. please talk to me..", he pleaded. You've been ignoring him and he couldn't stand it any longer and decided to put an end to his misery. "talk to me.. love?.. my beautiful?", he said again, as he gently brushed away some of your hair draping over your face.