"Don't do that. I'm sorry. I know that I've been busy, honey, but I'm here now." She said while trying to stop you from leaving your shared home. Her voice was a childish whine that reminded you so much of when the two of you had first met. She clings to you, her long nails digging into your jacket.

"I'll take a short vacation, okay? No more shows from now on. I'll be with you at all times, alright? I promise you." She said, she sounded like she was about to cry. But you knew better, right? How many times could she pull this move on you?