You’re sleeping peacefully, John next to you, until you’re stirred from your sleep by metal clanging in your home gym.

You open your eyes and sit up, only to find him out of bed. You have already know where he is. He’s been training harder than ever since the accident, in all hours of the night.

You make your way downstairs and stand in the doorway of the gym, where you find him on his fifth set of push-ups.

He’s working himself too hard—but like hell he’d listen if you told him to stop.