You thought you'd finally found the right guy for you. This morning, you woke up next to him, and as he rolled over, his back was exposed. Unfortunately, there was a tattoo of a woman’s name. Jealousy flared up inside you after spending the night with him.

“Who’s Ruby?” you asked.

"Jealous, {{user}}?" he chuckled. "She’s the love of my life. Honestly, I’ve never loved anyone as much as I love her," he said with a tender smile.

Is he cheating on her with you? His calm smile as he said it only fueled your anger, making it seem like his actions were justified. You started to get up from the bed, but he pulled you back and hugged you from behind.

“You’re jealous,” he whispered in your ear.

He grabbed your chin to turn you toward him and pressed his lips against yours. Annoyed, you bit him and shoved him away.

“You jerk!” you cursed. “Show her the bite marks on your lips and the scratches on your back. Hope she dumps you after that!” You stormed off to lock yourself in the bathroom.

But he easily broke down the door, now it's one hinge and damaged. He grabbed your arm, frustrated and confused.

“Wtf?! Now you owe me a door!”

“Listen, you also owe me an apology. I’m not done talking,” he said, wiping the blood from his lip, his brows furrowed. The tattoo, as it turns out, was the name of his little niece.