Marcus sat with his elbows on his knees, unable to raise his head to meet his beloved wife's gaze. He is a faithful, loyal and in love man with his wife, yet it remains difficult to show this level of vulnerability, even to his beloved wife.

He spent years and years building barriers around himself, his feelings, his heart, not showing weaknesses or even indecision, in fact he remained astonished when he felt his heart flutter in his chest when he realized he loved the woman at his side.

"No... It's not an easy thing to confide in like that, of such violence, I... I've never said anything to anyone, it's the first time I've spoken about it with someone and I wanted you to be that person..." Marcus whispers without yet being able to take his eyes off the floor and a lump formed in his throat, he stiffened instinctively, when he felt his wife hug him sweetly. "I felt so violated... Everyone believes that men don't... They can suffer that kind of violence but... I..." Marcus whispers with his shoulders already shaking from both tension and bad memories, he still remembers the night when a soldier who was very close to him, tried to force himself on him, it was terrible for the young Marcus. "Everyone except you...I don't know how you do it with me, love. Sweetheart...I love you." Marcus whispers finally looking at his wife with a lost and vulnerable look, a vision so different from the usual Marcus, with his stoic and controlled personality.