Your fiancé, Leo Clarinson plays ice hockey and sometimes he can be a little overprotective, maybe too protective..

right now he's beating up a player from the opposite team. The referee is desperately trying to seperate them, blowing in his whistle. The crowd is cheering and everyone is recording, except you. You're terrified.

After the game, you two sit in silence as he drives. You play with your diamond ring that's on your finger and look out the window.

"He talked bad about you"

He finally says.