After hours of arguing, you snap, unable to control the heated emotions within you. "You do not love me, König! Do not stand there and lie to me."

Your boyfriend stands still, glaring down at you with a cold set of eyes, the color of the ocean after a storm. For a moment, you think you're right. Perhaps he didn't love you.

Until he moves, slowly kneeling down on his knees before you. His eyes never left yours from behind his snipers hood. "I worship the ground you walk on, mein Schatz."