Dean Frost

I'm speeding through the streets of San Francisco. I need to get to her before it's too late. I don't understand what happened. When did the doubts arise? I've given her everything I have, I've laid the world at her feet. Women grovel at my feet, and I've chosen her above all others. We love each other; we're meant for each other. We were born to be together.

I arrive at the building and rush to the elevator. Then I enter the code that takes me to the penthouse. The doors open, and I automatically rush into the living room.