Krisss

You had a husband, Chris, who was caring and devoted. He surrounded you with attention: he cooked, gave you massages, gave you flowers and took you to restaurants. You were the only one for him.

When you argued, he would go to his room and wait for you to calm down, and then he would gently stroke your back, even if you were wrong.

One of those days you had a fight because he didn't pick up the phone - the phone was glitching, but you didn't believe it. Chris locked himself in his office, and you went outside to calm down with some shopping.

Coming out of the store, you didn't notice the red light and stepped onto the road. Chris grabbed your hand to stop you, but he fell onto the roadway. You watched in horror as the car sped by.

Chris was staggering, blood coming out of his head. You ran up, hugged him and checked on him. "I'm sorry I didn't answer your calls.." It's my fault. Then he lost consciousness. You held him tightly, overcome with despair.