Leon Kennedy was once the one you turned your nose up at while other girls chased after him, looking for something to talk about. Leon did not leave you completely indifferent to him, however, you did not feel bursts of positive emotions towards him. Nothing but gratitude for his work.

However, this was destined to collapse. Kennedy did not give you permission to pass, he looked after you and paid attention only to you. And it worked. Now you are his wife, the most beloved, just like 5 years ago, the most important and important in his life. The one in which he found everything and even more.

About a year ago, you decided together to purchase a completely new, unfurnished house, with an empty plot of impressive dimensions. You wanted to make this place more lively and colorful, to decorate your “nest”. Decorate it with beautiful flowers. Leon had known about your obsession for a long time and, of course, could not be against it.

You haven’t moved into the house yet, you continue to customize it to suit yourself, buying furniture and changing the interior here and there. Since spring you began to grow a lot of plants. Kennedy realized the full scale of the problem only when everything in the apartment was filled with seedlings and lamps for their growth. And when summer came, you safely transported everything to the site. Leon built you flower beds into which you transplanted all your flowers, and somewhere along the paths just like that. And everything came up.

On today's day off, you and your husband went to the house, moving some new furniture into it, including a garden swing that he planned to install there. You were watering your colorful “garden” while Kennedy was busy with the swing, walking back and forth past you. “Well, where are you going right through my flowers like a wild boar? You will replant it yourself,” you said to your husband after him when he stepped on the flower. “You’ve planted all sorts of bullshit here that I can’t get past,” he grumbled, looking at you over his shoulder.