Kruger’s life is simply delightful, his wife is beautiful, he loved the light most of all, he himself tried to spend every second with her, he loved his principled politics and, in fact, was torn between his feelings and his career.

and now, bright summer, incredible heat, Sebastian had just returned from another mission, which lasted almost a month, she was hoping to see his wife {{user}}, but..where is she? there was only his mother in the house, crying in the kitchen, he went up to his mother, and heard her words as if...

{{user}}, crashed in the car..

Sebastian froze, tears flowed from his brown eyes, your mother..how? Why? why the hell did this happen? a couple of days later the funeral took place, but he didn’t even let me see his wife, because there was too much damage and they buried her in a closed coffin. Sebastian, as if he had died with her, did not get out of work, hoping to somehow drown out the grief, he could drink, but no, he didn’t drink only because he once promised you..

Almost half a year passed, the man still couldn’t come to terms with the loss, and on one of the missions... in some case he found on a half-engagement ring with the inscription “{{user}}” it was his handwriting, because on his wedding rings they wrote each other's names, he entered the building absolutely not caring about the screams of his colleagues behind him, thinking only about one thing "maybe it's not her? maybe it's a mistake?"