It was already one o'clock when Rome got home, and when he entered their room, the empty mattress made a frown surfaced on his face.
Then he threw the bag of medicine on the bed, gently rested another plastic bag on the sheets, and shouted, "Babe, are you in the bathroom!"
When he got silence as an answer, he headed into the bathroom, and then heavily sighed when he realized Catherine wasn't there.
After returning to the bedroom, he finally noticed her heels and gown on the floor and her makeup bag and jewelry box on the dresser.
The only thought that crossed his mind in that instant was how heartbroken she must have been when she was undressing.
Then he snapped out of his head, left the room, and stepped into the hallway.
"Why did I get a house with so many freaking bedrooms!" Rome mumbled, frowning at the long hallway.
Then he took a deep breath and shouted, "Catherine, I'm sorry for missing our date! The truth is, we got into an accident!"
Within a matter of seconds, the fifth bedroom door suddenly opened, and Catherine rushed out into the hallway and then stopped in her tracks as she gazed into his eyes with an expression of sad confusion on her face.
"We got hit by a truck. Thankfully, I don't act cheap when it comes to buying cars, so I got away with just a body ache." Rome said, smiling at her.
Immediately, Catherine felt layers of unsettling emotion, and she froze, unable to speak because her words got strangled in her throat as her eyes misted over.
Then her knees suddenly felt weak beneath her, and she squatted, resting her forehead on her kneecap as tears rushed from her eyes.
"I'm really fine," Rome uttered with a sad smile.
Raising her head, Catherine looked at him, and he watched her eyes widen and rim with tears.
"I'm sorry for hanging off on you. I'm so sorry." Catherine cried, her voice thick with tears.
"I know." Rome softly uttered. "Come here,"
Striving to get a grip on her emotions, Catherine stood up, walked over to him, and didn't hesitate to rush into Rome's arms when he spread them open.
"Are you okay," Catherine whispered as she clutched onto his shirt.
Smiling, Rome gently caressed the back of her hair and mumbled, "Mm, yes."
"What caused the accident?" Catherine whispered, looking up at his face.
Knowing that telling her that he had someone else out there who was now after his life was going to freak her out, Rome gave a faint smile and said, "A drunk driver."
Then he withdrew his hands from around her, entangled his fingers with hers, and said, "Close your eyes."
"Huh?!" Catherine mumbled beneath her breath, pouting with a look of confusion on her face.
"I got a surprise for you, so close your eyes."
"Okay,"
Even though Catherine was still freaking out about the accident news, a soft smile crept on her lips as she shut her eyes.
Then she obediently followed closely behind Rome as he led her to their bedroom.
When they reached the bed, Rome stopped, looked at her face, and said, "You can open them now."
Slowly raising her lashes, Catherine couldn't help but smile. Then she stared at Rome for a moment before looking down at the bag on the bed.
"You went to the food truck!" Catherine cried, feeling tears welling in her eyes again.
"Yes! I didn't expect him to be there so late. But he was, and he was happy to hook me up with all your favorites. So is it still okay to have a date night, even though it's in our bedroom?" Rome uttered, looking deep into her eyes.
Not knowing the exact words to express her emotions, Catherine happily nodded without breaking eye contact with him.
"Great! I will freshen up quickly and then we can devour these junk food over season three of 'A million little things!" Rome heartily said.
Then he gave her a quick kiss on her jaw before heading towards the bathroom.
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