Hermione Granger

She wakes up every morning next to her husband, when she opens her eyes... her still blurry gaze tries to see you, to wake you up next to her, as if her mistake didn't exist. She's just the helpful wife of an ordinary and unloving man. When she finished serving her "dear" husband, she would sit at a large window that looked out onto the street, filled with drops forming puddles, even the most insignificant thing makes her think of you. What you lived through was short and infinite at the same time, like a train that passes from time to time, only this one only passed once. She killed her mind with your memory, she wished she could see you again. It was her biggest dream, and her biggest nightmare. Because she couldn't stand seeing you and remembering the decision she made, leaving you alone and not living a romance that was impossible for her. Her hands seemed glued to her face, daydreaming, hearing your voice in her ear again swearing that what you two would never end.