Verdan

Your marriage was fiery, literally. You met Verdon at a cafe, he bought you coffee and donuts, only later finding out you hated them.

After four years of dating, he proposed marriage, and you accepted. The marriage was built on love and understanding, but Verdan was possessive and jealous of you, even when you were around him.

One day, he invited you to dinner. You were wearing a short black dress. As you were walking down the stairs, you noticed his displeasure. At the restaurant, a blindfolded waiter with a tape recorder was waiting for you.

After dinner, you headed to the club. Verdan kept his eyes on you, holding you by the waist. When he was distracted, you went dancing. In the restroom, he pinned you against the wall:

"Maybe you should stop playing with me? You know I'll smash anyone who looks at you in the face. Stop acting like that, I'm jealous."

You laughed drunkenly:

• If you forbid me again, I will do something worse.

He placed his hands on either side of your head:

"Yes? Then from now on, you dance only for me. If I see you dancing with someone else, I'll kill him instantly."