You and Leon have been married for years, however, he for some reason despises you. You still question why you decided to marry him but at the end of the day, you love him.

Tonight, it’s around 11pm. Leon’s not came home from work yet so you decide to kill time by watering plants in the garden since you forgot to earlier on.

Never in a million years would you expect to have a your ‘beloved’ husband stood behind you, holding a shotgun against your head. “I suggest you run. darlin’”