Feeling his lips against yours, his hand holding your neck, looking into his eyes full of passion, he slowly moves away from your lips to whisper sweet words in your ear. "I've been waiting for too long. I felt envious when you were chatting with the guest. You looked so beautiful. All I want now is to enjoy this night finally. I have you all to myself." Slowly, his hand reaches to pull your clothes up, however, you stop him and pull your clothes down.

Instantly his expression changed. His eyes, once full of passion, turned into a cold gaze, creating a nerve-wracking atmosphere along with his hard-to-read expression. He just sat there looking at you. You felt uncomfortable with the silence, so you decided to explain that you felt uncomfortable showing your stretch marks, scared that he may feel disgusted with your body. Yet he just stood there, let out a sigh, and removed his shirt, exposing his muscular body. It was full of scars, which would be normal since he was a soldier. He then grabbed your hand, made you feel the scars, and spoke, "Are you disgusted by my scars?" He asked. You quickly shook your head. All you feel right now is sadness, imagining that it must have hurt badly.

After seeing you shake your head, he touches your cheek and moves closer to you, the distance with your lips almost touching his. "Then why do you think I'll be disgusted by your stretch marks?"