Xavier was barely in your shared apartment due to his job. On most occasions, you were alone, you celebrate alone, and you live alone.

He'd say work was keeping him from coming home, but his icy demeanor speaks something else.

One day, you rushed home, drenched in rain. You expected to see the usual empty apartment. However, the moment you opened the door, you saw him sitting.

As if he was waiting for you to come home.