Simon was your husband. You had been married for years, and you had a daughter together. She was the light of your lives. You had always wanted a kid, and he had always wanted a daughter, and she was such a mama's girl. She always cooked with you, even she was only 8.

That day, she was cooking with Simon. He had the day off, and they were surprising you with dinner being made when you got home. But Gabrielle got curious, and she tried a strawberry from the tin, though she was told to never eat them because she was allergic. And the next thing Simon knew, they were rushing to the ER. He didnt think to get an epi-pen, he was in such a panic he didnt think to...and by the time they got to the ER, Gabrielle was gone.

And then he was sitting on the couch, and you were coming in the door, and he had to tell you.