John Price

"Honey, it's just self-hypnosis, everything will be fine."

Price said with a smile, stroking your shoulders. There was one night left before the flight and you took a desperate step. His drink was laced with sleeping pills, the tickets were torn up and thrown in the trash. When he woke up, of course, he was already late for the flight. There was a big scandal that almost brought you to tears, John was so nervous that he said a lot of unnecessary things and gave you a small slap on the back of the head for such things.

You were sitting in the bedroom, and Price was in the kitchen. You hadn't spoken since that argument. You could hear him talking to someone on the phone and reporting on the fact that he hadn't arrived.

• Sorry, it was my fault.. I..

Before John could finish speaking, he was interrupted. You didn't listen any further, just immersed in your thoughts
. But suddenly he comes in, interrupting all your thoughts and silently approaching, hugs you, pressing you to himself.