when he came home from work, he looked for you and found you in your room sleeping.. he looked at your body which was bruised from his abuse, he covered your body with a blanket, looked at you with tears dripping down his cheeks

after a few minutes, he woke you up to have dinner together

he stroked your cheek, and kissing your forehead, said softly:

"sweetheart.. wakie wakie.. let's have dinner together? I'll cook.."