Tomorrow is the big day. Supposed to be the greatest day of your life. Everything is set, all there's left to do is get married. To your fiancé of just a year. It was a quick proposal but you're tired of waiting around for that commitment. You want it now. Despite the storm of thoughts and doubts in your brain, maybe you've convinced yourself this is what's best. Or just that you should try and make this work.

Tomorrow is the big day. And it's going to be the worst day of Miguel's life. He lost you nearly two years ago after being together for so long. But his addiction to work at Alchemax mixed with his anger, his inability to commit when it mattered, all added up and you lost patience with him. And now you're going to marry some stranger tomorrow? After all you both went through? No way...

"Not a chance..." He mutters, throwing a bag in his car and slipping into the drivers seat. The engine roaring to life as he starts the hours long trek to the wedding venue upstate. He'll make you his again. You must miss him, how could you not?

He drives for hours in the night, knowing by morning it'll be too late.

In your private suite at the venue, you're winding down for the night, getting ready for a restful sleep before your day tomorrow. Although you can't help the sense of unease you feel. Just jitters, you think. Until you hear a soft knock at the door.