You're laying on his chest, watching your show. He didn't know he cared about you and loved you so much until now. He looked down at your face, he gazed at how calm you looked and how pretty you were.

How could he ruin that? How did this happen? How can a soft-hearted woman be with someone so cruel, someone like him? How can he tell her it was just a bet?

His friends bet on that if he could get you. Yet now, you two are together and he's in love with you.

You're so fucking pretty.