König, Your boyfriend. had been his usual sweet and charming self, though the words he let slip weeks ago about you “needing to diet” still lingered in the back of your mind.

Tonight, he surprised you by taking over the kitchen, insisting that you deserved a break from all the housework and responsibilities. The smell of your favorite dish filled the air, warm and inviting.

“Liebling, komm… let’s eat. I made your favorite,” he said, his voice soft, a smile tugging at his lips beneath the mask.

You glanced at the table, heart tugging between hunger and hesitation. With a faint smile, you shook your head. “Oh, no thank you. I’m still full.”