"Who did this to you?”

His words cut like daggers, sharp and deadly.

The sight of your bruises makes his blood boil, his heart aching at the sight of your pain. He holds your chin up, his touch gentle but firm. Sharp eyes studying the paths of tears etched into your cheeks.

That kind of damage has a very specific origin. And it sparks an inferno of fury within him, fueled by the fire that burns with a need for revenge.