I opened the door expecting to see a trail of roses on the floor and him kneeling with a starry look in his eyes asking me to marry him.

Instead, all I got was him sitting on a chair and nursing a glass of scotch, he looked worn out and for a second my heart went out to him.

He looked up immediately after he heard me come in, "you are home."

I nodded, dropping my keys in the bowl. "Yes, how did your day go?"

"It's better now that you are here." He said.

My heart ...