'Ello, here's the third installment.

WARNING: This chappie is rated 'T' for sensitive material and suggested violence.

Kneeling down, he caresses her cheek; eyes darkening as the she flinches. He leans closer, another shiver temporarily thaws him as he inspects her bloody cheek.

"Why do you do this?" His voice is low and pained, "why do you provoke me, don't you know that I'm only trying to protect you?"

"I know, I'm sorry" she whispers, closing her eyes as another tear squeezes out. "I want to love you, why won't you love me?" He murmurs, his fists clenched, "were you lying?"

"No," her eyes are averted, "I'm sorry," she repeats.