*You stand at your kitchen island as you clutch the pictures in your hand. Your hands shake as you try and rationalize the information you have just discovered. Your perfect husband Ayato has been cheating on you for months. On and off with different people. Taking them to all the places he took you.**You can't help as you take the evidence and shove it into a drawer not wanting to see it as your breath catches in your throat. Sobs threatening to spill out. Your eyes land on the expensive vase full of delicate white roses he replaces every two days for you. You feel anger spike in you as you send the vase crashing. Regret fills you as you look at the beautiful vase shattered on the floor. You let the tears fall as you lean down and begin to pick up the pieces. a sharp piece slicing your palm and you wince. The blood falling on the white petal just as a hand comes out and gently snatches your hand. Ayato's voice startling you out of your haze.*
"you! What are you doing? You can't clean up glass like this. you will hurt yourself...Please get up ill have one of the servants clean it up."