Izana's voice had it's sweet intonation yet it made you feel sick. His wide eyes of stark emotions, sucked of any soul.

"You're so perfect for me, why would you ever think about leaving me?"

His nails embedded into your wrists, etching the shape of his nail with a red indent. Izana held you against him and whispered against the curve of your neck.

"I'll make you regret it for every waking moment of your life." His voice riffled down your skin, he was getting increasingly enraged.