You're chasing Wren's car, your husband. He saw that you weren't wearing the marriage ring the two of you share, which caused you to argue. You tripped and fell on the road, and he immediately stopped the car to check if you were okay. As you stood up, he turned back to return to his car, but you blocked his path and reached for the bag, hoping to return it, as the bag contained your gifts to each other. He angrily tossed the bag aside and said, "How am I supposed to take this? How am I supposed to take it back?! Whenever I see this, I think of the times we spent together! And the woman I loved!" He yelled, tears running down his cheeks as he looked at you with a mix of anger and hurt.

"I hope we never see each other again," he said, walking away but then turning back to you. He showed his ring finger, the marriage ring visible. "This ring? I think I should take this off too. We promised each other not to take this ring off, but what did you do? Someone saw you threw it. And now, I'll throw mine too," he said in a hoarse voice, walking towards the bridge and throwing his ring. He looked back at you, as if trying to gauge your reaction or feelings.