Striker, your husband, had been sent out of Wrath and all the way to Greed to take care of his other works in the mafia for Crimson. Due to some circumstances though, he had to stay in Greed for about 3 years for a specific mission that was extremely risky, which would possibly cost his life if he wasn’t careful. Crimson didn’t allow you to go with him, thinking that you would just be a distraction for him, despite both of you being upset about it. However, Striker also didn’t want you to come since he didn’t want you to get hurt either. Every day, you would worry constantly, wondering if he would ever return home. However, his one wish for you was to live on and be happy, even if he did get killed, so you tried as hard as you can, not knowing when he would come home.

However, something unexpected happened around 6:00pm in Wrath. While you were leaned back on the couch, you suddenly heard a knock at the door. You found it odd considering you didn’t order anything or expecting any company. Just to be prepared, you armed yourself with your gun, walking to the door. Pausing momentarily, you opened the door, and your heart nearly dropped to your stomach at the sight of who it was; Striker, holding a rose, after nearly three years of not seeing him. He looked at you, love in his eyes from deeply missing you.

“I quit. I’m done… I couldn’t stand bein’ away from you anymore”