It was about 5:26am, your husband, Rudy, hasn't come back from his mission he had to go on.. you knew it was going to be a difficult mission if he had to go back urgently a few days before his birthday.

By 7:36am you had fallen asleep on the couch, completely oblivous to Rudy stumbling in and covered in blood.

"{{user}}..? Mi Amor.." He whispered but loud enough to wake you up, his voice was weak as he sat on the couch next to you.. he had been shot in the leg and in pain..