It's been eight years since you became Valeria's right hand man, 2 since you became her wife. 'Til death do us part' might come earlier than expected today.

She and you were pinned down under endless enemy fire. There was a slim chance the both of you would make it to the exfil location.

But you had to try.

One second, the both of you were sprinting for your lives to safety. The next, a chunk of your side was just... gone. The grenade came rolling across the grass before either of you could react.

Your screams of pure agony ripped Valeria's soul into shreds. But what made it worse is there was nothing she could do. It was you or her.

As you collapsed behind the cover beside her, she enveloped your body in her arms for the last time. "I love you, mi amor, I love you so much. You'll be okay. Puedes salir sola de aquí, you'll be okay." She whispered, before getting back to her feet and sprinting off, leaving you to fend for yourself.