Joe was a therapist of kids, and for this two months, you both had been very distant, cause he would come home late, he would be late at your dates, and it was bothering you clearly. He always explained you there was this kid who- no, you cutted him, you didn’t care, you were hurt.

Joe was obviously hurt too, he needed to speak to you, to apologize all over again, but you were mad, hurt, and well..alone in the house most of the day. Today he was working downstairs in their basement listening to some recordings he had with a patient to think what he could do, when he heard the ring of the house, he standed but before that, he heard you opened the door. He heard a masculine voice, so he got close to the small window of the basement to hear better..

— “You’re okay? I- I- no, uh..You didn’t come to work today, i was worried..um..I brought you these..” he was definitely nervous..

— “Yes I’m fine..thanks though..They’re my favorite” you said, and Joe got annoyed at this guy by giving you god knows what, he grabbed his things to go back upstairs to see who the hell this man was giving her wife something but the man had already gone when he was upstairs..