"Please, turn off the light." Rome moaned, covering his head with the blanket as he folded himself into a ball.Frowning, Catherine tied the curtain and then approached the bed, pulling the sheet off Rome's head.With his eyelid squeezed shut, he whispered, "Babe, no...""Seriously, it is almost ten o'clock, and we both need to go to work," Catherine mumbled, frowning when he slowly opened one of his eyes to look at her.Hearing the annoyance in Catherine's tone, Rome grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the bed.Then he hugged onto her body tightly and mumbled, “Can we just stay home today?""Are you still upset about Grey not knowing who the puppets' master is?" Catherine softly intoned, gazing into his dull eyes."I have never felt so weak and vulnerable in my life before, and knowing that I have you mess up in all of this, is my biggest fear, not being able to keep you safe and shield you in it all...""Hon, you know

Once Mr. Orlando had brought the car to a stop, K rushed out and opened the vehicle’s back door. “Thanks,” Rome said as he stepped out of the car. Then he waited for no one and headed directly into the enormous mansion before him. “Good day, young master.” Butler Hobson said as he gazed at Rome with a friendly smile on his face. “A pleasant day to you too,” Rome hastily replied before heading upstairs with K just a few steps behind him. When Rome got to a door at the west end of the hall, he paused for a moment, took in a deep breath, sigh, then knocked on the door. 

The sound of the alarm clock forced Catherine to squeeze her eyelids before slowly raising her lashes.   For a moment, she silently watched Rome fix his tie with a gentle smile on her lips.   After he got done, he turned around to grab his coat off the couch, and then Rome stopped, gazing at Catherine for a couple of seconds before smiling as he mumbled, "You are awake."   "Yeah," Catherine whispered, drawing the blanket off her.   Then she walked toward Rome, grabbed his coat off the couch, and assisted him in wearing it.   Once Catherine got done, she stroked her palms against his chest, and as she was about to draw her hands back, Rome gently grabbed her waist, looking deep into her eyes.   "How about after Amara, and I get done with this Ribbon Cutting Ceremony, I pick you up from work, and we go on a date to any place of your choice?"  

Seeing that Rome wasn’t focusing on him, Charles struggled to his feet and tried to walk out of the office, but Rome’s voice stopped him in his track, “Where do you think you are going?”Chills ran down Charles’s spine as he held in his breath. Then he slowly turned around to look at Rome and said, “I’m going to the hospital to get my wrist check.”“You can do that after we go to see your grandfather,” Rome uttered with a straight face.Frowning, Charles clenched his jaw as he thought, ‘If only you weren’t Rome Ford, and if only I haven’t seen how you body-slam people, I would have given you a piece of my mind.’Swaying his gaze off Rome, Charles looked at Catherine and said, “I’m in pain. Can you make your husband understand that and allow me to seek medical treatment first? It's not like I'm some criminal!”“A broken wrist won’t kill

A yawn escaped Catherine’s lips as she stretched her hands and then smiled, inhaling deeply.“Someone looks happy this morning,” Rome said with his gaze glued to her cute grin. “I guess I was worried for nothing.”After sitting up, he hugged her from the back and kissed her neck before resting his chin on her shoulder.“I know that I should feel sad, and I am a little bit. But I feel relieved like a suffocating burden has gotten lifted of my shoulder. And now, I have the chance to start from scratch and figure out who I am outside of being a Barlow,” Catherine said, giving him a side-eyed.Then she drew a deep breath and mumbled, "I wonder who she is?""Who?" Rome asked, drawing his brows together."Who is Catherine without her last names?""Only you can figure that out, babe, and I promise that I will be right here, by your side while you do."Resting her fingers on the back of Rome's