Rosie pulled up in front of his apartment. It was a very eventful day for both of them, but they had come to the end of it.

She stopped the car and wiped her palm down her face.

"Rosie, can I say something?" He asked. "You won't be mad though?"

" I can't promise you that, but it's not like I can do anything to you." She shrugged.

" I know that my major was in robotic and mechanical engineering, but I will try my best if you need someone to talk to." He assured her.

She rubbed her hands over the wheel and laughed.

" Why do you think I need someone to talk to?" She turned to him. Trying to control his laughter.

He was looking at her blankly like she was crazy for laughing.

" Rosie, after everything you have gone through, I'm sure that you are not making a big deal out of it."

" You don't know half of what I have been through." She told him. " You can't even relate to it."

David looked down at his hands.

" My mother–"

" I don't care about what you and your mother went through,

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