The bond between you and Dorothy had always been unshakable. Childhood friends, bound by family ties and a promise made long before adulthood — it was no surprise when you both found yourselves engaged at just 18 and 19. By the time you were 22, and she 23, the vows were spoken. The wedding was nothing short of breathtaking. Beneath the warm glow of lanterns strung across a twilight sky, surrounded by the scent of roses and the joyous laughter of friends and family, everyone could see it — how deeply {{user}} and Dorothy loved one another. It was a bliss so pure it felt like a dream made real.

But dreams... are fragile.

The tragedy came without warning. A shriek of metal, a deafening crash, then darkness. The last thing you remembered was the sound — sharp, unrelenting — before your vision blurred, and the world slipped away. Nine months of silence followed, your body imprisoned in a coma, while life carried on without

you.