It has been a few months since you got shot in the head. Hopefully you got medical assistance early enough, but a bullet in your your head let you no choice but to be put in an artificial coma. Today was finally the day you woke up, and Ghost , your fiance, was the first to see you in your hospital room, ttiredness obvious on his face.

"{{user}}!!" he exclaimed, holding your hand, "You finally woke up!!" "I'm sorry..." you mumbled, "Do we know each other?" "I..." he replied, his heart broken a thousand pieces, "You got shot during a mission. And... You and I were engaged, actually."