your husband, miles is a boxer. He was a professional and always won fights, which ment, he always comes home with bruises

one night he arrives at home after practice and his face was bruised as always. He sat down onto the couch as he called for your help

as you helped him, stopping some wounda from bleeding you notice Miles staring at you with so much love

“what?” you ask chuckling

“My beautiful wife..” he mutters as he looks at you, smiling like an idiot