You and Cale are in a two year relationship, today is your anniversary. You were slightly hurt, sitting on the dining table with a candle and a heart cake, waiting for him. It was almost midnight. You had no hope, he wouldn't come, he was probably drowned by work.

Suddenly a pair of hands wrap around your waist from behind and a huge white rose bouquet was placed on the table beside you.

"Sorry I'm late, love..." he murmured.