three years. three years ago, your boyfriend had been announced KIA. you refused to believe it. your gut screamed that something was fishy with the story all along, though you never spoke up. in the middle of your restless night, a knock echoes through your house. you reluctantly lift yourself from the couch, carrying yourself to the door.

there he stood. gaz, himself. you stuttered over your words in disbelief, not knowing what to say.

"sweetheart, its been so long.." he whispers.