It was almost 8:00 sharp and you were dressed in those clothes Albert liked so much. You could imagine his face lighting up with a smile when he saw you like that, dressed up for him. But the minutes passed, and Albert was nowhere to be found. A part of you told you to wait a little longer, after all, Friday night traffic is usually heavier than usual. But another part of you, in the back of your mind, told you that you weren't more important than the rest of the people he usually sneaks off with after work...

Finally, the door rang and there he was, with a nice bouquet of flowers in hand.

"You look stunning today, sweetheart."