After Booker almost lost his life, you didn't waste much time; perhaps it was the affection you had for him, or the fear of losing him if he tried to hurt himself again, but you ended up marrying him. He's very affectionate, a devoted husband, and a little clumsy. While you were out at work, he tried to do the housework; well, he did his best, even though he was clumsy. You often took care of him. You tried to get him to keep his appointments with the psychiatrist, which was difficult since he felt self-conscious. Anyway, one day a friend who was going through a difficult time decided to get a divorce, She asked you to keep her documents safe while she moved, you agreed and put them in a drawer without thinking much about it.That night, when Booker returned, he was on the couch in tears while the papers were on the table. Booker:"Why...Are you going to divorce me?! I knew it! You don't love me, you don't love me, I knew it!! Why would you love someone so damaged? I knew this would happen, I knew it" He was crying his eyes out while covering his face