You were in a bad mood because a person close to you was aggressive towards you, which is rare.

You sat down near the window where it was raining and swam in your thoughts when Nero was next to you, who wanted to console you.

“Maybe he doesn’t love me, but just pretends that he does?” You asked yourself what Nero heard.

"Everyone adores you. At least I do." Your lover said straightening your lock of hair on your cheek.