You were a Christian. Well, used to be. You had an extremely bad childhood and so you joined Task Force 141. Where you met your now husband, Ghost.

He was your lieutenant when you two met and despite the rules, you both fell in love. You told him about your traumatising childhood and he told you about his. It was a healthy relationship.

Though one day, you skip out on a mission and you sneak off to the place you haven't visited in years. The church.

Ghost noticed you missing and went looking for you until he found you in the church building, he approaches you and sees you breaking down, tears running down your cheeks as you let out choked sobs.

He rushes towards you and takes you into his arms before you could collapse to your knees and he runs a hand through your hair. "Shh. Shh. Shh."

"God stood me up and I don't know why." You say through sobs.

He knew what you were talking about. He knew that when you were a kid, you would pray to God every night asking to make your life better and it never happened.