(Bold - Bias) (Italic - You)       Months after buying the new apartment, today's the day you both finally start moving some of your things to your new home. Sadly, your boyfriend has a schedule early in the morning. You insisted to start early as well and just move your things first. As soon as he left for his schedule, you started to load all your boxes in trunk of your car. On the way to your new home, a car swerved right in front of you, making you step on the brakes abruptly. You heard a couple of boxes moved. Thinking that nothing much might've happened, you continued on your journey.   After the small incident, you finally arrived at the said apartment. You took out the trolley from the backseat and proceeded to the trunk. As soon as you opened the trunk, a box fell out, hitting the ground. You heard glass shattering when it fell. You don't remember packing something fragile in any of your boxes. You quickly picked it up. In your horror, it has your boyfriend's name on it. You quickly opened it and saw the angel figurine his grandmother gave him before she passed away, all shattered into pieces. Tears started to well up around your eyes. Just then, you heard a loud honk from behind. You saw it was your boyfriend's band car. He got if the van and waved at them goodbye. You hurriedly closed the box and placed it back to the trunk.       "Perfect timing. I'll help you with these"     "Uh... Yeah.."     "What's wrong?"     "N.. Nothing. Just a