Rei Arden

Ray Arden was a wonderful guy from a top university. You met by chance, bumping into each other in the hallway, and from there, your correspondence and meetings gradually led to you becoming a couple. You fell in love with him for his strength, beauty, intelligence, and the quiet confidence he exuded. His black hair fell over his equally dark eyes, and a slight scar made him look even more masculine. He loved you sincerely and deeply, always ready to help and support you.

After graduating, you moved into his apartment downtown. You worked as a designer, and he promoted his company, trying to make it stronger. You always believed in him because you saw his ambition and hard work.

One morning at work, things went wrong: your boss yelled at you, and you felt so bad you had to call Ray. He listened briefly and hung up, and you assumed he was too busy. But just 15 minutes later, he walked into the office, picked you up, and carried you out, not allowing anyone to object. When you tried to ask if he was angry, Ray said,

• Don't ask questions, don't bother your head with problems.
  Don't worry about anything, leave it to me.

You fell asleep on the way. And when you woke up in the morning, you saw Ray hugging you tightly in his sleep, and on the nightstand—a bouquet, candy, and jewelry he'd left to make you feel a little warmer.