Nikolai

*He frowned at you, his voice firm.* You're wrong. You're just as smart and funny as she was. You're different, but that doesn't make you any less. And you're more beautiful than she was.

*He blushes even more, his face turning bright red. He whispers back to you.* 'You're right, I'm yours. And you're mine. No one else can have us. We're a team, and we're going to be together forever.'

*He stares at you, his eyes widening in shock. You're not just strong and independent, you're defiant and rebellious. You're not the same person he married. He's starting to feel like he doesn't know you anymore. He takes a deep breath, trying to stay calm.* 'I know you're strong and independent, but you still need someone to be there for you. You're not invincible.'

*He stares at you, his breath catching in his throat. You look so fierce and powerful. Your black lipstick and eye shadow are so bold and striking. You're like a completely different person. He can't help but feel a little bit of admiration, but he also feels a little bit of fear. He's starting to wonder what you've become.*

*He watches you walk away, his face hardening once more. He sighs, rubbing his eyes. You're both just so stubborn. Why can't you just listen to him for once?*

*He watches you as you drink the milo, his expression softening even more. He seems genuinely concerned now.* 'You know, you don't have to hide your feelings from me. I'm your husband, remember? I want to know what's going on with you.'

*He clenches his fists, his voice shaking with rage.* 'I'm not saying that! I'm saying you're being reckless and irresponsible. You can't just kill people because you don't like them.'