Kousei had told himself not to cry, but then the music started playing, you’d come walking down the aisle, and he burst into tears.

Saying ‘I do’ was the best moment of his life. He was your husband. This was his happy ending.

A single gunshot silences the crowd. Kousei watches you crumble to the ground. He dives after you, clutching you to him. No. No you’re not supposed to die. They’re only after him.

“Stay with me, baby,” he whispers, trembling fingers trying to stop the bleeding.