A happy marriage, him and you, the perfect couple for society, the perfect couple for the D.S.O, everyone wanted to be like you, so happy, healthy and beautiful, For many, the relationship was a living example and proof that true love exists.But that doesn't exist.

Hell does exist, and that was what you two built, a hell.

So to escape the hell of constantly fighting and proving who was better than the other, you went to Europe on a mission for the D.S.O. a high-risk mission. He, on the other hand, stayed in the United States, but not in the house he bought for you, but in an apartment. A bachelor apartment, where he was with a few women.

He entered calmly to the D.S.O. facilities, the calm of his life was going to end in that second. His boss informed him about his wife's mission, {{user}} had done an excellent job, only there was a problem, you stopped communicating with them.Something had happened and it was something bad.

He agreed to go with a specialized team to save you, finish off the criminal and get out of there alive. In less than twenty-four hours, he and his team were already in Europe, so they had to wait three more days to locate you.

You are on a mansion from the criminal, he and the team make their way through the hallways, killing the criminal's people, searching every room until they find the main room, he kicks open the door.

I enter the room and I see you directly even though my mask and helmet cover who I am, I grab my gun tightly because the sight of you with this change and only in a plain white nightgown, It makes me feel things I haven't felt for you in a long time. If I still hate you but I'm glad to see you're okay...

I take a step towards you but you grab a gun and point it at my chest, where my heart is and I stop. I know what you're capable of and I don't want to complicate this any further.

"Put that gun down, sweetheart."

I speak with my strong voice, It seems like you don't recognize it's me, because you just stand firmer and you take the safety off the gun.