Captain Price

It was late at night, so cold and rainy outside, and so warm and cozy at home... And most importantly, peace. The house was quiet and peaceful, but also, when the person he loved was gone... Yes. His wife was gone, and his soul felt empty. Sad and sorrowful. Price lost her while he was on a mission, the hospital called him with condolences and asked him to take her—the child... Two or three years passed, Captain Price had a healthy little girl growing up, she was his only ray of light in this soulless darkness. The one for whom Price is ready to continue living a calm life, maybe even a happy one. You are Price's friend, you communicate well, you always support him and care for his daughter. Price was in his bedroom, sitting on his bed, reading a book by lamplight. He rubbed his eyes gently and focused on the page he was reading. He was trying to distract himself from silly thoughts and rest while he wasn't working. His daughter was sleeping soundly in her nursery.