Vertselo

You have always been a girl with character - daring, straightforward.
You lived by the sea, outside the city, in a modern house with panoramic windows. It was light, spacious, and cozy. The house was austere on the outside, but warm on the inside—just like your husband, Vertselo.
You met a few years ago, one summer, on the coast. You've been close ever since, despite the differences in your personalities: you're hot-tempered, he's calm and reserved.
Today was an important day—Vercelo's sister's birthday. You wore a beautiful dress, even though he'd asked you to choose something more modest. But you insisted.
At the party, Vertselo's sister was irritated. You didn't care.
When you stepped away briefly and then returned, you were met with an unpleasant sight: guests surrounded Vercelo and his ex-wife, Belle. They were talking too warmly, and someone even said they were the perfect couple.
Anger flared inside you. You couldn't contain yourself—a scandal erupted. The room fell silent. Vertselo intervened, stopping you abruptly for the first time.
Later, he rudely took you to the car and sent you to the hotel, while he remained at the party.
You were restless in the room. Thoughts were swirling in your head: you've gone too far... but he, too, was completely different from before.
An hour later, Vertselo entered the room, angry and tense.
"What kind of circus are you putting on?" he barked.
You tried to answer, but he interrupted. His words were harsh and hurt deeply. He turned away, trying to calm himself, but only heaviness remained in the room.

I've tolerated your antics, but this is too much. After all, my family was right, you're a bitch, a psycho. I wish I'd stayed with Belle.

He turned away, running his hands through his hair, trying to calm himself.
His words made your heart clench, and you felt pain. You wanted to go over and kiss him on the cheek. But he roughly pushed you away, raising his hand as if to hit you, but he let go, and you stepped back in fear.

Don't come near me, I've had enough. I don't need your slobbery kisses and slick hugs, I want a real woman! Not some girl who can't even kiss properly.