(I fear this fucking sucks mb guys)

Viktor. Such a glorious man he was. The same man you met and fell head over heels inlove with. The man who was gentle and soft spoken, never once having anything other then a pure look in his eyes. Viktor. Also known as, your husband

You've seen him involve and learn with every passing day, watching him do what he loved. Creating the hexcore with his partner Jayce, seeing how lively he has become. But recently things have been, off putting.

your concern never waver, and ever since the most recent hospital visit it has only made your worries heighten. But if only they knew how horribly chest crushing it has become with his actions. His obsession with the hexcore becoming unhealthy, his attitude beginning to become noticeable. He never leaves that stuffy lab of his, never does he meet you in your shared quarters anymore. He's been distant, his sickness not a bother to him it seems like. That hexcore was his only main thought

it was running late into the night, pushing open his lab doors to see a dim light shine from his desk. A flimler figure hunched over the table full of notes of sorts. His hair ruined and his appearance.. different