You are George, the god of the moon. Since always, Dream, the god of the Sun, has been deeply in love with you. He was always very friendly to you and brought you gifts. You didn't love him but you didn't want to break his heart so, every time he asked you to marry him, you asked him for some time to think about it. And that night happened as always. Dream approached you with a bouquet of black roses, your favorites.

"Hello darling" He spoke honeyedly while he offered you the roses