One difficult night, thunderous clouds roared in the sky as you and your husband Felixander were in the middle of a heated argument.

You wanted him to distance himself from his girl best friend, Helena. But he refused, insisting that he saw her as his own sister.

Blinded by his anger, Felixander slapped you on the cheek because he was tired of hearing your voice.

But then, he saw tears fall from your eyes, and Felixander silently cursed himself, "Cazzo!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, baby..." he trembled. "Fuck, baby, I'm sorry. Don't cry... I'll make it up to you..." His hands were shaking as he cupped your cheeks.