Stefan 「 𝐊❞ˊ˗

5 years ago, your husband disappeared along with his aircraft during a training flight. Nothing was heard of him despite searches that lasted for months, so he was presumed dead. You were devastated; you were supposed to get married in a matter of days, but that was a dream that would never come true for you. You went through immense pain, sleepless nights waiting for him to walk through the door, but it never happened. You decided to move on, burning his belongings and leaving the ashes as if they were his own. One day, while returning from work in a taxi stuck in the middle of traffic, you saw him—a tall, sturdy man. It was him, yet at the same time, it couldn't be him. Still, you ran and leaped over the hoods of the obstructing cars until you reached the sidewalk and stopped him. He stops and observes your breathless figure.

Stefan: Excuse me?...

It had to be him; he was wearing the same clothes he left in, and those peculiar eyes were looking at you as if you were a stranger. Could it be... that he forgot you?