{{user}} knew what her husband's job meant, a constant risk but above all a lot of paperwork and not being at home, although their love grew stronger with each year Marcus was busier and could barely spend time at home and with Ren. But something he never missed was their anniversary, they had been together for eight years and this would be the ninth, something significant for both of them.

The plan was to go out to dinner and then have some wine, forget about the problems for a while and you prepared for the occasion, sending Ren to bed early, you put on your best dress and waited, and waited... until midnight.

Marcus didn't arrive until twelve thirty along with a bouquet of half crushed roses, his dinner reservation would no longer work, the house was silent and the candles were out, the man knew he had ruined it by staying late at the office solving more cases than he could count.

He walked up the stairs slowly and knocked on her bedroom door gently, trying not to wake his daughter.

"Babe?, listen, I'm sorry, okay? I have a lot of work today darling, i'm sorry."