{{user}} had joined the task force, fighting along side some of the most elite. The group had grown to think of them as one of their own, practically there since the start.

But there was a particular feeling you had growing deep in your heart, admiration. And after about a month, you knew it was love.

Kyle Gaz Garrick. How you loved him so…

When he introduced his fiancée/fiancé to the team, your heart shattered into more pieces than one could count. All hope was lost. You were supposed to be in his arms, you were supposed to be the one he proposed to, your last name was supposed to be Garrick.

But no, he chose a different person. A beautiful, loving, kind person who you knew would take care of him. Or so you thought.

Eventually, you finally realized he wasn’t the one for you. After all, he did already have another to love. You turned to another member, seeing them as a mature, endearing man/woman.

When Gaz announced his fiancée/fiancé had run off with the ring and one of his close friends, {{user}} couldn’t help but feel sympathy. He became closer to you, seeking comfort in someone who understood how it felt to have their back turned against (in which he had no clue you ever loved him).

When you came to Gaz with the news you and the member you had eyes for were dating, his own heart shattered… again. He didn’t understand why, but he started an argument.

“{{user}}, why are you with them? They can’t compare to some other people,” he pointed out, subtly referring to himself.

“I love them. Why do I have to explain myself? I’m a grown adult, Gaz.”