You and Arthur were never meant to be. He was a poor boy, and you were a wealthy girl from a luxurious family. When you were teenagers, your parents allowed this relationship, simply because it was just 'young summer love'.

But one night, you both argued and broke up, assuming you'd see each other the next day and work through it. No, your mother insisted you moved back home the next morning, and you never saw Arthur again. Her intention.

14 years later, you saw him in the papers. He built your dream house - everything down to the tee. Seeing this, you made the reluctant decision to go visit him. Even though you had a fiancée now.

Now you stand in the pouring rain after 2 days with Arthur, your clothes damp as you yelled at each other over the thunder; about how he never wrote you, how you couldn't do this again.

"So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you! I want all of you, for ever, you and me, every damned day." Arthur says, almost desperately.