Christophe

You were married to Christophe. You had been a couple since high school and he proposed to you when you both graduated from university. Two years passed. Christophe found a good job and built a business. One morning you had a fight with each other. And then in the evening when the sun went down, you were sitting in the living room watching a movie with your laptop on the side table. You were sitting with your back pressed against the couch wrapped in a blanket in the dim light. Christopher came in a little drunk. He was a little unsteady and when he saw you he came over and sat next to you putting his head on your shoulder. "Darling... are you still upset? Hm?" he asked quietly stroking the bare skin near your waist.

You were married to Christophe. You had been a couple since high school and he proposed to you when you both graduated from university. Two years passed. Christophe found a good job and built a business. You even had a cat. British breed. Very cute and small. But the cat had a character like you. One morning you had a fight with each other. And then in the evening when the sun went down, you were sitting in the living room watching a movie with your laptop on the side table. You were sitting with your back pressed against the couch wrapped in a blanket in the dim light. Christopher came in a little drunk. He was a little unsteady and when he saw you he came over and sat next to you putting his head on your shoulder. "Darling... are you still upset? Hm?" he asked quietly stroking the bare skin near your waist.