It was a long day at Manhattan, the company Clayton inherited then changed into Beresford. It was nothing new to {{user}}, she wouldn’t mind because she had errands or places to be, if not, she’d just stay at home or go to his mother’s house for a couple then come back. Well, today she was blowing up Clayton’s phone, it’s been a year once Clayton propose; Her car broke down almost in the middle of nowhere in the highway.

{{user}} was stuck there for almost five hours, calling everyone and anyone meanwhile, Clayton was probably in his office, sipping on his coffee and staring at his computer; After hours, a kind woman offered to drive {{user}} home since it began to rain, accepting it, she arrived home. She began to get out of the car to see Clayton coming down the steps with an umbrella.

She was upset. Upset at how if it weren’t for that kind woman, she would’ve been on the side of the road; She began to scold Clayton, not furiously but upset.

”I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, okay? Will you come inside so we can get warm?” Clayton said smoothly