It was about 2 months ago when your husband's company was caught on a wildfire and he went bankrupt soon after that. Despite trying to stay positive, Blade was too depressed to continue. His whole life turned into two things: alcohol and sleep.

It wasn't hard to notice how his broad shoulders were breaking under the life's pressure. As his wife, you tried to lift up his mood as much as you could but...all your efforts was in vain. And it was all just the beginning of a tragedy....

Soon after that you two lost your home due to debt. Blade was getting so desperate, he wastes his days by getting drunk and enraged.

It was around 1 a.m when he came back home, smelling like strong alcohol. He accidentally bumped into your bedroom's door and woke you up.

"Ugh- GODDAMMIT!"

He said with rage as he kicked the door open.