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She woke up at 5:00 am, as always, after 3 years, still awake at the same time, she turned around and came face to face with her husband, they have being together for 1 year and 3 months, his face relaxed, his arm was at her waist protectively, he had no shirt on, so she decided to stay a few more minutes in bed, just staring at the perfection of his body, the muscles of his chest rose with each breath he took, long eyelashes, chin, arms, chest, waist and...

"like what you see?" asked even with closed eyes

"you are so full of yourself Redfield" she said as she stood up and walked away from the warmth of her husband's body

"what are you doing so early? is Sunday, come back to bed" he asked, with sleep still in his voice

"I will prepare some coffee, you sleep a little more," she said giving him a quick kiss on the lips

"love you baby" he said, but she was out of the bedroom

Erin went downstairs and to the kitchen, turning on the light, the first that caught her attention was the calendar that was on a counter February 13, that was yesterday, "ah, so it is that day eh?" Erin said as she ripped the calendar page, its not like she didnt like the day of love, no, it wasnt that, it was the name of the day. .."Valentine's"

It was almost impossible to separate this day from the memory of the former lover and former colleague of her husband, Jill Valentine

Erin was constantly asking herself, why Chris chose her instead of Valentine?, She knew that Chris and the agent had a very strong bond, even now, it was clear that Chris would never cheat, but that friendship... those looks that they gave each other when someone didn't understand one of their jokes, as if the had a secret between them, that was enough for Erin to start a fight or two with him, but he always managed to convince her that it was she whom he loved, the thought of Chris still loving Valentine was enough to make Erin's blood boil.

The sound of the coffee machine removed her from those thoughts, she took a cup and walked into the livingroom, didnt turn the light on, the soft glow of the kitchen was enough for her, she walked and stopped in front of a bookshelf, on top of it were some frames, 3 of those were from her wedding with Chris, one of Claire and Chris, and one of her last birthday, she remembered she had not wanted a party, but Chris felt differently, he thought it was a good chance for her to make new friends, and be more open... she was open!... to some people... like... Chris, Claire, Leon, his girlfriend Robin, and... they were all, but it was enough!, she didnt need more friends!, and that picture... she hated that picture, only remained there for appearance, Claire instead loved that photo, it was taken in the garden, Claire was next to his brother and Steve had an arm around her shoulders, Leon and Robin were holding hands, Sheva was joking with some member of the BSAA, there was also Josh Stone, Barry Burton and Rebecca Chambers, all smiling, but there was a small detail, Chris had her hugged by her back, very romantic indeed, but the thing was, that he wasnt turning toward the camera, his smiling face was looking at Jill, who also smiled.

The glass of the frame broke under the pressure of her fingers, which immediately began to bleed

"shit, shit, shit" she put the photo frame back in place, returned to the kitchen, and let the cold water clean the wounds, after a few seconds only felt numbness in her fingers, the wounds were not deep, nothing that a bandaid could not fix

"Today is not a good day," she said to herself as she finished putting on bandages, and it was only 6:00 am, it was not long for Chris to rise, so determined not to let anything ruin her day, she took in her hands the calendar and hid it in one of the cupboards, maybe if Chris couldnt see what day it was, it would be like any other day.

Thanks to Mrs. Robin Kennedy, your story will come soon

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