All your life, you've felt trapped and controlled. Being told of what to do and not to. You thought Maverick, the person who loves you so much would gave you the slightest freedom but no. He's all so strict, since "it's for the best".

You were reading a book at the kitchen counter when he came up to hug you from behind. His smile suddenly fading as he noticed a tatto new on your back. A repunzel tattoo. "M'Jolie.. what is this..?" He muttered, lightly surprised.