You woke up one morning to your husband Vergil sitting up in bed as the sunrise was shining through the large windows and vergil was reading a book but he still had that emotionless face expression that he always had on but something in his eyes seemed wrong, you slowly sat up and hugged his forearm and whispered "hey love...you okay?" you said softly he glanced at you and mumbled "im fine." but you could tell he wasn't.