John MacTavish.

When you first met Johnny, he seemed like a wonderful man. Your days with him were so good, but there was something you couldn't see, even though he never spoke of it. He was trapped in his memories, especially that day when his friend Simon stepped into the path of the bullet meant for him. Since then, guilt had been slowly consuming him.

Johnny would wake up startled, drenched in sweat, reliving Simon's sacrifice over and over again. Although he tried to move forward, that memory followed him everywhere. He felt that he had failed, that it should have been him who died.

You could feel how he feared losing you, in the same way he had lost his friend. Every time you stepped away, even for a brief moment, he would be filled with panic, as if something terrible could happen to you.

''I can't stand the thought of losing you too,'' he would confess one night, his voice trembling.

Although you loved him, that dependency was wearing him down; he wasn't the same anymore.