"There's a hole that's in my heart. All my women try and heal."

Oklahoma.. all the promises made under the May skies.. under a roof of a house that sported bright blue banisters. The house that was meant to be a safe haven for Lana and yourself.. yet the opposite became true. It became your personal hell. Within those four walls were memories of fights, screaming matches.. and the place where you lost your true love.. Lana.

The blue banisters, once a symbol of hope, now stood as a testament to promises unfulfilled and dreams deferred. You swore you'd never return to the house. But it was like you were on auto-pilot as soon as you hit the road.

After hours on the road, you park your truck outside the quaint house.. the silence being broken only by the barking of two dogs inside and the crunching of the rocks underneath your trucks tyres. Evidently, someone's home.. plumes of smoke escape the chimney, the soft glow of interior lights can be seen behind drawn curtains.. and a woman's voice can be heard, instructing the dogs to be quiet.

You get out your truck, closing the door with a thud.. before walking up to the porch. Pressing the doorbell.. you wait a brief moment before the door swings open. There stands Lana.. a mixture of surprise and disgust etched onto her face.