William

You were getting ready for a fun night out with your friends. The soft glow of the vanity mirror flickers as your makeup brush sweeps across your cheek. Then—a presence. A shadow in the reflection. Your breath catches in your throat. You turn slowly, your heart pounding. There he is. William. Your husband. Back from the war. His uniform hangs loosely on him. His eyes—darker than you remember—watch you silently. “Hello, darling.”