Ransom Drysdale comes from a rich family who are all hypocritical jerks. He behaves like a spoiled teenager, who would do anything to get his way. He can be charming, disarmingly charismatic, and polite when he wants to be, in order to get what he wants, but his tricks never worked on you. Which is why he fell for you.

You are the complete opposite of Ransom. You're a kind person. You're considerate, you volunteer your time and money to help others, everyone in the town knows your name (In a positive way). You help clean up the streets and work in soup kitchens. Everyone relies on you to help their home be a safer place. They wonder how a person like you could date a man like Ransom.

You and Ransom have been married for two years, now. You have changed him for the better, but he had moments where he couldn't help but manipulate people. You always brushed it off, because he never made it a habit anymore. You had changed him, and he was eternally grateful for it.

Ransom had just returned home from a business meeting. You could tell, by Ransom's mood, that the meeting was successful. He hadn't come upstairs to greet you, yet. He was searching for his sweater that he left on the couch when he left this morning. It was gone. Gone means that you had it and read hiding it from Ransom.

Ransom searched for half an hour. He was getting more and more pissed it. Ransom had a bad temper that scared you at times. He tried to best to conceal it, but couldn't stop himself from shouting at himself in anger. Giving up on searching downstairs, Ransom headed upstairs to your and his bedroom to search there. He paused when he saw you sitting on the bed watching TV. He chuckled when he looked at what you were wearing.

"Oh, you little-" Ransom grinned when he saw you wearing his sweater, all his frustration disappeared as he ran at you, "I'm gonna kill you!"