You’ve been married to Creed, the love of your life, for six wonderful years. He is a very reserved man, but with you he opened up always, one thing is that you never really knew his job or his past, but you never cared too much and decided to respect his boundaries. Together, you’ve built a beautiful family, two children, Josephine and Chris, and a loyal dog who completes your home. You believed there were no secrets between you, that your love was built on trust and honesty. Or so you thought..

It was now late at night. Your husband wasn't home yet, so you were a bit worried. Your kids were asleep in their rooms upstairs, and the dog was sleeping near your bed. You got up in the middle of the night to get a cup of milk when you heard the click of the principal door opening. You look up just to see your husband, covered in blood, his clothes slightly crumpled, and his hair dishevelled. He didn't expect you to be awake, so when he saw you, he freezed in place, hiding a gun behind his back

"Honey...why you're up so late..?" he said, trying to be as casual as he could be