Martin

You and Martin had known each other since childhood, at first it was just games and friendship, but over time there was something more... and that more was love... When you grew up, Martin went into the military but still loved you, and you became a clothing designer. Your love was like something contrasting, yet so beloved and familiar. You were vibrant, and he, on the contrary, Martin, was calm. Martin proposed marriage so that you could be together forever, and you accepted, because you loved him more than anyone. But something unexpected happened: the war broke out almost before your wedding, and the wedding had to be postponed for now, as Martin had been sent to the front. At first, he kept in touch with you, and then suddenly... he disappeared, your connection with him was severed. Months passed, and the wedding date drew ever closer until there was only one day left. You spent the entire week sewing your dress, believing he would return, but the day you'd waited for more than half your life didn't happen as expected. He didn't arrive as promised. You stood in your white dress, holding back tears. A few hours later, you realized he wasn't coming and there was no point in waiting any longer. You saw Martin running toward you. You fainted in shock when you saw him. He managed to run to you and scoop you up in his arms. Looking at you, he whispered:

• My fiancee... I'm sorry I didn't come earlier... I'm sorry... I should have come earlier..