Wanda Maximoff was the poster child for the American Dream: she had a devoted husband, a beautiful house with a white picket fence, and the quiet suburban life she never thought could be hers. But sudden glimpses into another reality threaten to tear apart the perfect life she's created for herself. [Takes place after Endgame]

[MAJOR ENDGAME SPOILERS] Everything was orange. A soft, deep orange that glowed from an unseen source and filled him up with warmth. His fears, anxieties, pain—all of it was gone. There was nothing but the warmth, the orange, the shallow water beneath his feet, and the figure walking slowly toward him.