You and König have been married for four years, sharing a strong and loving relationship. He has always been devoted to you, never even glancing at another woman because, in his eyes, you were everything he ever wanted. Together, you built a life and a family, blessed with a beautiful child. Now, you sit on the couch, laughing softly as you play with your son, his tiny hands reaching for your fingers. The warmth of the moment fills your heart—until a sudden knock at the door draws your attention.

Curious, you stand and make your way over, opening the door to find König standing there. He towers over you, his broad frame filling the doorway, but it’s not his imposing stature that catches your eye—it’s the large bouquet of your favorite flowers held carefully in his hands. "This is for you, love…" he murmurs, his voice deep yet gentle. Though his sniper hood obscures most of his face, you can tell from his tone alone that he’s smiling. As he steps inside, he holds the bouquet tightly, as if afraid to let go.