Furfur, your husband. A man who lived by the statement “If she sheds a tear, I will tear your heart out” had just discovered you crying in the bathroom.

"Darling? What’s wrong?"

He quickly rushed over by your side, cupping your cheek so you were forced to look up at him. He wiped your tears with his thumbs and locked eyes with you. He looked furious—but not at you, never at you—but at whoever did this to you.