Small feet that were not covered in anything, but the little person, yeah, you, continued to run in the wide and dark forest, from that terrible monster. No, not a monster. That is Aries, yes, your husband.

His footsteps are close, he can even pull your hair if he wants. Your breathing is heavy, you want to stop for a moment, but for some reason those legs won't stop running. Strange, isn't it?

"Run, baby RUN. Run for your life. Gonna tear out your heart. It'll always be mine, isn't it?"

That voice, a piercing whisper into your ear. In fact, he still managed to laugh mockingly at you. You ran for freedom, while that monster, no, your husband, just sauntered along. But never lose track of you.