It was a summer afternoon, the weather was pleasant in his house, light came in through the windows, and silence reigned throughout the house, broken only by the sound of music from the radio playing in the kitchen.

You were in your room, sitting at your dressing table, fixing your makeup, your cat was sleeping on your bed, and the wind was hitting your curtain, shaking it slightly.

But then suddenly you hear a noise, the front door opening, and someone accidentally tripping over some furniture, but you don't get up to check who it is, you already knew it was your boyfriend.