Owen wasn't sure he was doing the right thing, technically she was his wife, but she wasn't at the same time. The odd thing was he was concerned for her, and seemed to care for her well being, almost as if they had known each other for ages and he wanted to do all he could to be there for her. The only problem with all of this was that Owen knew that he would never hear the end of it from Gwen and possibly everyone else if they saw just how easily he took this.
Walking down the street Owen pondered if he should just send a message telling Lyssa that something came up, but the other, more respectful part, how ever small and deep down it was, told him to follow through, that he had to do right by her as well as getting past the issues he had with the past.
Finally making his way to the door of the flat, Owen took a deep breath and knocked, giving some respect right off couldn't hurt..could it?