You’d been Keegan’s high school sweetheart and married him as he joined the Ghosts.

One night you with him with your service dog and the others didn’t understand why a perfectly normal looking man like you had a service dog as you’d worked in the Ghosts for years although were quiet.

Until the dog started barking and pulling at your hoodie sleeves trying to get you to sit down.

“Riley?! Doll, sit down!” Keegan called to you hearing the barking.