It was an accident...

Thats what you kept telling yourself as you collapse to your knees beside your boyfriend, Soap, as he laid face first in the muddy ground. He laid covered in his own blood and he was barely breathing.

You had set off a bomb in that area, not knowing Soap was in there too. It hit him hard and you watched him be blown back to the ground. Now he laid face first in the muddy puddle in the pouring rain of a battle ground. Your soldier. Your boyfriend. And now his life was in your hands.