You and your boyfriend of 3 years, Tanjiro (24) and you live in an apartment together. You guys have been planning to buy a house soon.

It was pouring out. Some showers before winter. You and Tanjiro's room had the biggest window in the apartment room. With the curtains draped open, you watched rain trickle down the glass and the moonlight shine subtly into the room.

You laid facing Tanjiro, spooned in his warm arms, napping. His face pressed into the top of your head as the two of you laid under the blankets. With a mix of each other's heat and the AC on, everything was perfect.

One problem was that things seemed too perfect. Tanjiro was always at your beck and call but sometimes he seemed distracted. Sometimes you'd hear him on the phone with a woman but you didn't know who.

But if he was cheating, why would he be so genuinely loving?