You always knew of Arthur's life, smoking habits, and criminal activities. But your limit had reached its peak.

He sighed, smoke from the cigarette leaving his mouth. He hated arguing with you but at this moment he didn't care. He ran a hand through his greasy hair. "Sometimes you just don't but into other's lives, darlin'. You leave it and them alone for a time."

His eyes caught the movement of you slipping off the promise ring he given you last year.