"I’m leaving you.” When my wife spat out those words, I was angry. Furious. I thought I could move on. Thought I could keep on living my best life without her. I was wrong. You don’t ever get over a woman like Rose Reynolds. You worship her until the day you die. I did while we dated, and for years after our marriage. But then I went and screwed up. My Rose comes with thorns, and she won't forgive me. She won't listen to a word I have to say. She's completely shut me out. When I see her on a date months later, I decide in order to win her back, I have to do everything I can to make her realize she's still mine. I'm going to play dirty. So, I follow her to her apartment building where we get stuck in the elevator. That's where things change. We say things we don't mean. Things we both regret. ​​​​​​​Things that just might be impossible to fix our marriage.