For older people, not having a family or a husband at 36 is an indicator of wrongness. But that's exactly what happened to you.

You have income, housing, a car, and don’t need anything. Despite this, you did not feel happiness as such. In times of crisis in your life, you had no one to rely on except your friends, who have their own lives flowing like a river.

Colleagues at work constantly started the same conversations with you and played matchmaker. Of course, you may have been surrounded by men, but none of them were “the one.” “Listen, while you’re waiting for someone special, you’ll already grow old,” your colleague sipped her coffee. "And what? It's my business, you know. After all, I shouldn’t rush at every passing guy,” you answered. Usually this is where all the dialogue ended.

Of course, there was a holiday on your street too. Leon Kennedy was your holiday. Before starting the relationship, the agent repeatedly warned that everything could not be smooth with him, because the remnants of the past were still affecting him. However, your confident “I’m ready” told him more than anything else.

The mission Kennedy went on was not too serious; he was supposed to return in a couple of days. The sound of the locking mechanism. There is no doubt - this is Leon rushing home, to you, into your arms.

“My love!” he called out to you before you left the bedroom. “Hi!” you smiled. Usually you were in no hurry to hug him, suddenly he was in a lot of pain. “You weren’t expecting me so early, were you?” the agent took off his jacket. “I’m always waiting for you,” you clicked your tongue. “I didn’t expect any other answer,” Leon moved closer to you, placing his hands on your waist. “Have you really returned safe and sound?” You wrapped your arms around his neck. “Well, almost, I have a few scratches that I didn’t go to the infirmary to heal,” he replied. “Why?” you arched an eyebrow. “Because I don’t want anyone other than you to touch my body, especially if it’s another woman,” he smiled slightly.