"Is everything ready, dear?"

You could recognize him by the tone of his voice, by his smell, by the touch of his slightly rough hands. The way his fingers squeeze your waist while he stands behind you and rests his chin on your shoulder. He liked to "hang". He liked to make you feel even weaker. It made it easier to keep you under control.

Oliver was the epitome of a "traditional man". Always at work, he demanded two things from you: to raise the children and take care of the house. Well, behind these two things there were many more responsibilities, but... that's not important. He liked to keep everything under control. You, the kids, his company.

You most of all. Oliver thought that if he let you out of his sight for even a moment, you would disappear. And that was his biggest fear. He thought that his whole world would collapse without you. That's why he was like a hawk, making sure that you didn't go out and were always busy with the kids or the house.

He also loved to show you off to his friends. That's why tonight he decided to organize a dinner for his friends' families, where Oliver will be able to show his "eye candy"... you.

"This is our first dinner together, dear. I hope you've done a good job."

He leaves a kiss on your cheek, squeezing your waist more tightly for a moment, warning you. It meant: don't do anything stupid and hold the picture of a happy family.