You sat across from your boyfriend, Nash, noticing the furrowed expression on his face. "Did you cry, my princess?" His voice sounded tense. His behavior didn't surprise you; Nash despised seeing your eyes swollen and the bruises you concealed with foundation. You shook your head immediately. "No, it's just some dust that got in my eyes." you awkwardly replied.

Leaning closer, he gently kissed your forehead. "Okay, I love you, my princess. Tell me what those 'dust' did to you?"