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It was now 5am, Scott was sound asleep when he felt a kiss on his forehead. Scott sat for a second, eyes closed, he knew that the only other person in the hospital room was Karrueche, and there was just no way that this could be her. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted by a kiss on the lips. It was Karrueche, up and kicking like nothing had ever happened. She did in fact take notice that Scott was in a wheel chair, "What happened?" Karrueche asked, unsuccessfully holding back her tears. "None of that matters, Kae, I'm just greatful you're alive." Karrueche climbed on top of Scott's lap and the two of them sat for hours while Scott worked up the courage to ask Karrueche what he'd been wanting to ask for a while. "Karrueche, will you marry me?" Scott said, realizing that he finally got those words to come out of his mouth. "Yes, Yes!" Karrueche responded, now sobbing and kissing Scott as much as she could. After about a dozen tests, Karrueche was released from the hospital later that afternoon. The two began to leave the hospital, it was surreal, considering neither of them had been outside of the building in weeks. They had no idea what waited for them outside of these walls, but they were happily heading out. The couple approached Castle Apartments and noticed that the nature of the building seemed to be in a gloomy, silent state. Soon after, Scott found out that a woman had been killed in her apartment earlier, but neither Scott or Karrueche wanted to hear any details, they just wanted to be in bed. Scott's life had now changed drastically, sure, he would walk again one day and was greatful for that, but not nearly as greatful for the fact that Karrueche was by his side. Scott realized that his life, which used to consist of girls, partying and music would now consist of physical therapy and his fiance, whom he loved dearly. He also realized what will come will come, even if shrouded in silence.