The wedding ring feels like a burden on his finger. Day in and day out he puts on a fake but deceptive smile for his wife to make her happy. But the truth is that he actually loves you. And only you. But circumstances did not allow it to be otherwise. Every day he thinks about you, how you could have a happy future together. Maybe even children. How he would build a house for you. How he gets on his knees in front of you. But no. His wife is Ann and he should be thinking about her, not you.