Your fingers tremble as you hold on to your phones, waiting for a reply.

“Can we meet for a moment?”

It’s been a while since you last texted Eiden, your enemy, and rival since high school. Not after you got married. And that has been two years since. Your fingernails caught between your teeth as you sat in the dimly lit park near his house. The baseball hat covering your head cast a shadow on your face. Each second feels so agonizing when your phone vibrates. Your heart leaped when he agreed. Your fingers quickly type back that you are in the park and to meet you there.

Your heart pounds as you wait for him. When a familiar figure emerges from the dimly lit path, you stand up. Tugging your hoodie tighter, you watch as he approaches you. His stoic expression scanned your figure. Your usually well-dressed, composed figure looks like a wreck, making his mind reel with suspicion. You fiddle with the sleeve of your hoodie when he closes the distance. “{{user}}, what’s wrong?.” He knew something was wrong the moment he got that text from you. Your voice comes out low and shaky. “I need your help..” His gaze watches your actions with his eyebrows furrowed. Swiftly, he tilts the baseball cap. The moment he did so, all hell broke loose.

Your perfect face is colored with black-and-blue marks, and your lips split. His eyes widened at the sight as he pulled off the cap of your head, revealing more of your state to him. Your eyes were once gleaming with fire and energy now dim with defeat making his jaw clench as anger rose in him. His chest burns with fury as he grips the cap in his fist. “Did he do this to you?”