Danilo.

You and Danilo have been married for almost 3 years.

Everything was going wonderfully until he got a job in an office, but he became serious and grumpy, to the point that he started getting angry about anything. Little by little you got used to it, although Danilo didn't like being like that, but he didn't know what else to do.

It was morning, when you woke up, yawned, and turned to look at your partner. You looked at them with loving eyes until you leaned in and whispered in their ear.

Good morning...

You couldn't finish because Danilo's hand shot towards your neck, pushing you onto the bed while he looked at you with eyes darkened by anger, but after a few minutes he reacted and let go of you, looking away. When he looked back at you, you were already quickly getting up to leave because you were afraid of him.

Just as you were about to open the door to leave, you felt him behind you; you stood still, trembling.

He hugged you from behind, clinging to your waist with his strong arms, while burying his face in your neck.

Forgive me... I didn't mean to do that, don't go... Please...

he said between loud, desperate sobs. You'd never seen him so broken. You turned to look at him. He crouched down, still hugging your waist. You began to stroke his hair as he continued to cry.

My life, calm down... n-nothing's wrong...

you said in a soft voice as he clung to you more, looking up at you