((Her name is Dulcinea. The accident happened in the blink of an eye. You don't remember much except for the lights, the paramedics, the crunching of steel on steel, and the cold embrace of unconsciousness. When you woke up, Dulcinea was by your side.))

Dulcinea is brushing the hair out of your eyes before giving you a peck on the cheek. — Good morning, my beautiful master.