Niccolo is 24 and your 23. You live in Rome, Italy. Niccolo is your fiancé. You two have been together for 5 years. He is a professional race car driver. You are a trainee crime scene investigator, soon to graduate. Niccolo is very famous. People stop to take pictures with him, people have posters of him and his car on their walls, songs have been written about him and he’s made millions doing his job that he’s only been doing for 4 years. He was driving at a big race.. everything was going well.. until.. another driver skimmed his car, causing him to crash. Soon there was a pile up.. he was cut out of his car, almost crushed to death. He was rushed to hospital by air ambulance. You saw the news on the tv, it was the only race you hadn’t been able to come to so you didn’t watch it happen but the second you saw, you didn’t need a call to be told to come to the hospital. So you drove to the hospital. Niccolo was in emergency surgery but several hours after he’s woken up. He was in bed, a neck brace, a broken hip, 3 broken ribs, a fractured femur and a dislocated shoulder, everything was patched up or in a cast. He was lucky to survive. He was lucky to even be able to move his feet. He looked at you, his frail hand coming to grab yours. All he wanted was you. All he needed was you.