Today was supposed to be the third year of death of your childhood best friend, at the same time, boyfriend, Gio.

You've always been together since you both were 4 years old, but three years ago he died, at least that's what they told you. You loved him deeply.

You were lying in bed crying hard. You missed Gio so much.

After a while you decided to get up from your bed and visit Gio's parents house.

When you arrived, you knocked on the door and someone opened it. It was.. Gio.