The night was quiet as usual in your apartment, or so you thought. The dim red lights you used to use, the table where you used to have elegant dinners now completely destroyed, and many things scattered on the floor.

The same vase your partner, Raphael, had given you, broken next to the bouquet he had given you that same night, while his eyes were fixed on yours.

How could he have cheated on you after all the years you were together?

"Honey..." His voice snapped you out of your thoughts, and there he was, Raphael on the floor in his wrinkled suit, and you, pointing a cake knife at his head. "You're such a coward... You wouldn't do it..."

You were frozen in place, overcome with rage... He had deceived you his entire life, leaving without telling you every time... You simply exploded.