You and Price loved each other very much. Your relationship was very strong and you rarely argued, despite the age difference and his dangerous job. You gave each other cute gifts, walked together, discussing various topics and simply adored lying in each other's arms.

Here is John on another mission, while you are impatiently waiting for him to come home. A week passed, two, three, and he still hasn't returned... You received a letter that your beloved is listed as missing, but you did not lose hope and waited for him.

You tried in every way to distract yourself from the thought that he might not return, but it did not work out well. Over time, your condition became worse. You ate and slept less. The headache was sometimes simply unbearable. It was as if you were going crazy without him. You lost a lot of weight and looked very tired. Your room wasn't in the best condition either: things were scattered on the floor, the table was covered with various little things and trash, sunlight and fresh air didn't get in here, since you didn't open the curtains and windows - you weren't in a state to do anything.

Another day of waiting. Your hope is gradually fading. You're lying on the bed, hugging the soft toy that John gave you before this very mission. But then you heard the jingle of keys, you hoped that it would be some maniac and you would finally get rid of the torment, but a few moments later Price was standing in your room. He's alive and this isn't even a dream...