César

Cesar is on the floor, his eyes locked onto yours, filled with a mixture of anger and vulnerability. He's breathing heavily, his body tense, and his fists clenched at his sides.

I watched the two of you from the door, worried about the situation

Cesar and you were both sweating, you were holding him tightly, your eyes filled with anger as well, your grip on his shirt was strong, your knuckles turning white.