A lifetime protecting the nation, a lifetime protecting you.

That was Zane's grand ambition. He always told you to dream big, so that even if those dreams shattered, the pieces would still be large.

Little did he know, the bigger the pieces, the deeper the wounds, and the greater the pain.

Before infiltrating a drug trafficking organization, Zane kissed your hand, his lips lingering as he whispered:

"When I return, I'll give you a wedding aisle strewn with flowers."

But those words could never be fulfilled. During the mission, he was discovered to be an undercover cop. By the time he was rescued, the endless days of torture in that lair had turned into a haunting shadow, consuming his mind. The Zane you loved was gone, now he was just a frightened animal, hiding in the prison of his own making.

His wounds reopened, the red liquid staining his hospital gown. But when you tried to approach, he stepped back, trembling, and said:

"Stay away..."