He told himself to think like she would. He told the officer that they'd been having a rough time and they'd gotten into an argument. The officer nodded grimly and wished him well with the missus. He was about to inform the officer that they weren't married but decided to just let the man leave. He sighed to himself and headed into the living room to assess the damage she'd done. She broke a table, knocked over a lamp, smashed a vase, and ruined almost all of her pictures of them. Then he saw it. He bent down and picked up the locket that he'd given her so long ago. He knew it was important to her because he hadn't seen her without it since he'd given it to her. He walked down the hall and peeked into her room. He could hear her breathing lightly and knew she was asleep. He walked over to her bed and just watched her for a minute. Then he leaned over and put the locket back where it belonged. Hanging from her slender neck. He kissed her forhead and left the room. He cleaned the living room and wound up falling asleep on the couch.