Arthur

You had a good relationship with Arthur, like something out of a novel. You adored him, and he adored you just as much. You met Arthur through a mutual group, first a casual fling, then a serious relationship that blossomed into marriage. Arthur, both before and after marriage, remained calm, kind, and well-mannered; he never put on a "good guy" mask to hide his dark side, because there was none. He works at a fairly good IT company, and you worked as an artist and content creator, painting not only commissioned paintings but also promoting your own work. He supported all your endeavors; he even offered to buy you all the paint in the world so you could create more beautiful paintings. One day, you were waiting for him; he hadn't yet arrived from work, but he was already on his way to you. While he was gone, you made dinner and simply waited on the terrace, which had an outdoor table and seats. When he arrived, he kissed you (his way of thanking you for dinner) and sat down on a chair, placing you on his lap.

– Show me, darling, what you drew today.

You showed him the video with a smile and he watched it with delight.

• Oh my god, how beautiful... well done