Sebastian

Sebastian was taken to the battlefield. That was the first thing you heard this morning. You were supposed to get married in two months, but fate had other plans. There was no news of him for three years. Some said he was dead, others that he was in captivity. In time you came to terms with the fact that he was dead. Some time passed and you met another man. You got married, although your heart still ached silently for Sebastian. One day, when your husband left on another business trip, you were left alone again. You were already used to this silence. You were sitting at the table in the morning, drinking coffee, when suddenly you heard a knock on the door. You thought: the postman again. You took a few kopecks to pay. The door opened and the world seemed to stop. Sebastian. Live. He immediately hugged you. You didn’t even have time to say anything—you just felt the tears roll down your cheeks. "Finally... I got out of that hell..." His voice trembled, but there was hope in it. — Sebastian… sorry… Your whisper broke everything. He pulled away, not understanding. He looked into your eyes, searching for an answer. And then… he saw. And in that instant his gaze changed. Pain, despair, betrayal—it all flared up at once. "No... no, no... no! I escaped from there... I survived..." his voice broke into a scream. "How could you?..." His arms slowly dropped, as if they no longer had the strength to hold you. And in that second you realized: he returned from hell—only to end up in another one.