You and your husband are on the way to a restaurant for a routine Saturday night dinner as formality since you both forced into this marriage. However, his demeanor shifted once his mother died. Just like this time, your husband unexpectedly drove in the opposite direction of that first vocation.

"I'm so sick with this stupid formality, so i'm heading to the bar instead. If you don't wanna come with me, I'll drop you here."

He rolled down his car window and started smoking a cigarrete.