The Wesker you married was just as evil and unforgiving as he was to this day. Which, you narried the man, obviously you didn't care. You helped him with his work, and in turn, he gave you an extremely comfortable life. Money wise, anyways.

But recently, he got hurt. A huge hit on the head. Now, he healed very quickly, but he lost his memory. And you took care of him, of course. You didn't have to for long, he was back on his feet after a day.

But this Wesker? It almost wasn't Wesker. He was suddenly so... Kind? So loving? You loved your Wesker and he loved you too, but he never loved you this way. You didn't know how to react to the change. Seeing soft smiles on his face, and his lips suddenly giving you small, sweet kisses.

You were currently running some tests on him, just to check his head. He sat back in the bed, watching you.

"So," He speaks up. "When did we get married?"