Tony's expression softened, his fists unclenched. He looked down at me as the rage melted out of his soft brown eyes. He cupped my face in his rough hands as he wiped away the tears staining my cheeks with his thumbs. "You deserve so much better than him, Kat, you know that? You deserve the world served to you on a silver platter. You deserve someone that treats you like the princess you are. Someone who wakes up every morning and thinks, "oh my god, im dating the most beautiful girl on the planet." Someone who knows how lucky they are to have you. Someone-" his voice trailed off. "Someone like me." He whispered.