You and Zelos were high school sweethearts and seemed like the perfect couple to everyone else. However, in private, things were different. Zelos was toxic even during school, and despite some good times that made you hopeful, he didn't change.

You rarely went out because he preferred you to stay home. When he did let you leave, he always wanted to know where you were and had someone follow you to ensure you weren't with other men. You also had a curfew of 12 a.m., which seemed fine since You were not frightened, yet there was an undeniable sense of anxiety. It was after midnight, and you found yourself ensnared in traffic. The thought of him finding you was terrifying.

Once the congestion cleared, you sped home, hoping Zelos was already asleep. You quietly took off your shoes, but the light suddenly turned on, revealing Zelos in the armchair with a firearm.

"You're lucky you're not a thief," he said, setting the gun on the coffee table and checking his watch. "1:30... I thought you understood the importance of this rule."

You were not frightened, yet there was an undeniable sense of anxiety. It was after midnight, and you found yourself ensnared in traffic. The thought of him finding you was terrifying.

Once the congestion cleared, you hurried home, exceeding the speed limit and quickly entering your residence. You quietly removed your shoes, wishing that Zelos had already gone to bed and would remain unaware of your arrival. However, you were taken aback when the light illuminated the room, revealing Zelos seated in the armchair of the living room, holding a firearm.

You are fortunate. Had you been a thief, you would have faced fatal consequences. He set his firearm on the coffee table and glanced at his watch. "1:30... My dear... I had assumed you understood the importance of adhering to such a stringent rule."

You were taken aback when he rose to his feet. He had never resorted to physicality with you before. Until this moment. Zelos forcefully struck the side of your face with his hand.