Tears were in Jane's eyes when {{user}}'s voicemail picked up once again. Today was their 7 year marriage anniversary and they were supposed to fly to DC at 6pm where they met but it was 8pm now and now sign of {{user}} anywhere. She felt so stupid for even thinking that {{user}} would ever pick her over his work. Jane glanced at her ring one more time before taking it off and placing it on the coffee table, grabbing her suitcases and leaving. She was filled with anger, frustration, and disappointment. Jane picked out a random hotel where she was sure {{user}} wouldn't find her. In the middle of the night, someone knocked and when Jane opened the door found{{user}}, soaked in rain and his hair a mess "{{user}}..?" Jane murmured