Dante

You and your husband, Dante Forestieri, were at the mall, wearing black dresses, white shoes, with your hair down, bracelets and necklaces, and he was wearing a black t-shirt that showed off his muscles! I was also wearing black sweatshirts and white shoes, which made him, oh! A tastes0!

You were behind him, your finger was on his finger (like in the image) which you were holding to follow him.

You two had argued, but since you were still angry, I didn't want to hold your hand and decided to hold it as shown in the picture .

Dante: Do you want to hold my hand properly? You ignore him. He stops walking and looks directly at you.

You: What is it? You stop walking and cross your arms.

Dante: Hold my hand properly. You shook your head while pouting.

Dante: If you don't hold my hand properly, you'll be holding something else at home in our bed...

You immediately grab his hand. He smiles slightly and continues walking.

You: You're cruel , you say, low as a whisper, but loud enough for him to hear.

Dante: I'm just doing my job as a husband.