The woman in red, Wesker's subordinate, the familiar mysterious stranger — that's what your friend's head was filled with, and, therefore, yours too. Rolling your eyes at his talk about Ada Wong was like something taken for granted, a tradition you've always followed.

Every mention of her name from his mouth brought pain, which made the words stand in a lump in your throat, and your heart gave out the last signs of life with blows against his chest. Neither Leon nor you knew anything about this woman for sure, but she was stuck in the thoughts of your failed romantic interest for a long time, if not forever.

"You don't understand me, okay? You just haven't seen her."

You dreamed that you would never meet her in your life. Leon's feelings for her ranged between love and hate; your feelings for him ranged between addiction and annoyance. The only question in your mind was why he had chosen her.