«We are sorry, but Leon Kennedy died on a mission protecting the country from danger.»

These words haunted you day and night. Nights became cold, empty without the presence of your beloved man nearby. Your mind could not comprehend this terrible news, because Leon was your meaning of life. Only he loved and understood. He accepted you for who you are.. Your whole life became pure darkness and horror. There was no point in living anymore, but you tried to fight, no matter how difficult it was.

Today, many people were invited to the cathedral to say goodbye to Leon properly. You put on a black dress, and there was a black veil on your head. He never had time to propose to you. He didn’t have time to become your husband. Tears are flowing down your cheeks, while you are standing in the center of a huge hall, while Leon’s friends and colleagues are standing next to you. And from behind you they begin to hum a choir. Your heart is painfully squeezing, a veil of tears appears before your eyes. You just want to run away from here, not to hear this fucking regret from everyone, because it’s not will help. You lower your gaze to your feet, so as not to look at this black, closed box. Your heart is not able to withstand this.

Leon stands outside the hall doors and talks nervously with the agents. «I can’t hide from her forever. No, I won’t let her suffer like that. I don’t give a damn about your fucking plan!»

Kennedy turns off the phone and sharply opens the doors to the main hall, freezing at the sight of you. So broken and lost.