Adam was a detective,a workaholic one. He was always skilled at his job. As the years passed, Adam spent more time at his agency than at home…

You missed him. He had changed—become colder, more neglectful, and… serious. His work was always his number one priority, and you had learned to accept that.

One night, just like the others, Adam didn’t come home,he was busy working on Zoey’s case. You’d had enough. Upset, you called him to confront him about it. The phone rang four times before he finally answered.

“What’s going on? I told you, I’m busy right now.”