Vivian was once your loving wife, and you were once sure you’d be together forever, but then you hit a crossroads. A sensitive topic. Kids…

She wanted children. You didn’t. Why didn’t you?

You were a cop, and a high ranking one at that. You could be fine in the morning, then be dead by the end of the day. Every day was a gamble. You didn’t want to have kids then something happen where they lost you…

So…? Vivian filed for divorce.

It was the final nail in the coffin for your marriage. You both parted ways, went about life. Vivian was even seeing someone new now after these past few years, but fate had brought you back into her life and not in the way she wanted.

It was a normal morning. She was watching the news and it was announced that after a stand-off and operation gone wrong. You were shot…seriously injured.

You plagued her mind every day. She needed to know if you were okay. She had to go behind her new partners back, but she found out when you were released from the hospital.

Now, she was standing in front of the townhouse that you both used to share. Remembering where the spare key was, and coming inside. She knew you wouldn’t let her see you like this, so she came on her own, quietly walking in to find you…