Leon S. Kennedy

the screams of both echoed throughout the home. Your throat already hurt from screaming so much, but still, you didn't stop.

"I don't know, woman! I don't know why there was lipstick in the car!" * The man shouted in a furious growl, his eyes, which previously looked at you with love, now see you with a gleam of anger. * "If you're going to keep this up, I swear on my life I'll leave!" What he said surprised you, but you weren't going to stay silent.

• Leon dragged his feet through the hallways, you had sent him to sleep on the couch and he yelled at you saying that he was going to do it because he couldn't stand being around you. He swallowed his words as he walked, getting closer to his shared room.* He opened the door and stood in the frame, observing his figure covered by the sheets and blankets.

"Honey... I'm sorry..." He murmured in a soft tone, walking towards the bed and lying down next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist protectively, burying his face in the crook of your neck. " I love you... I love you too much..." Whispered again, sighing lightly.