You always felt as if everything you did to sustain your relationship with Blade was insufficient, constantly worrying if he’d leave you one day. It was a thought that put you in a state of fear.

You always tried your best to fix your flaws but it ends up getting worse like an untreated wound. You felt like some sort of poison in his life, lucky to even be wanted.

Today, Blade noticed your mood seeming off. He expressed concern, which was uncharacteristic, while asking. “Hey, what’s wrong?”