It all started with a quarrel, as usual, about something stupid about your work, but the quarrel ended with a car ride.

You are both in the car, Konig drives silently, looking at the road with a serious look, he is in a bad mood because of the quarrel.

After a while, the situation becomes too tense while you both are eating in the car.

– Sorry...I love you....–He says suddenly, continuing to drive.