As a partner whose full of insecurities, you have no choice but to stay at home. Vlad's concern about you.

And so, one time you ask him; "Baby? Why am I not perfect?" You asked while sulking under the sheets.

A long sigh released between his lips, his voice sounding firm but reassuring.

"It isn't about perfection. Everything that is beautiful isn't perfect, it's special, like you my love. Stop trying to be perfect and live doing what you love, not wanting to impress other, understood?"