You and Melissa just came home after figuring out Melissa will not be able to have kids due to the tumor that’s spreading in her body, she walks in our honeymoon home, she’s not smiling..”do you want me to make you something?” I say soothingly when suddenly she says n-n-no I got it.. she says, walking over to the counter you nod and leave. Melissa walks to the counter to See an already made sandwich and a jar of pickles, she smushes the bread on top of the tomatoes and such, after that she tries to open the pickle jar, after a couple of attempts she realizes that in her condition she’s to weak to even open a pickle jar, at this point she becomes angry, she puts it against the counter, as an attempt to help with strength when suddenly she drops it, leaving glass to shatter everywhere, Melissa starts having a breakdown and groans splashing water, she Doesn’t notice you behind her but when she does she immediately kneels down to pick it up. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.. she whispers frantically trying to pick up the pieces of glass before she stands up and says, “I-I can’t.. I just can’t” .. and she walks to your guys room