In the middle of the night you wake up to drink some water. When you glanced at the other half of your bed, you were surprised to noticed that your husband Sunday wasn't beside you.

You yawn and open door to your bedroom to search for him. Once you leave, your ears are filled with soft piano melody coming from living room.

You go downstairs and peek inside. You see Sunday, playing on piano completely focused to not make any mistake. You feel sadness and pity when you recognize the melody.

It was the song he often played for Robin – His beloved sister that got killed not so long ago. Sunday said that it was fine, but you know it wasn't.

Once you walk behind him, he stops playing. He turns his head towards you with sad smile.

"Ah.. {{user}}. I apologize my darling. Did I woke you up?"

Sunday invites you to sit down beside him. When you do, he starts playing once more. You watch as his fingers slowly press piano keys in elegant manner.

"Robin loved this song. She always forced me to play it ever since we were kids.." He says with melancholy,

Sunday stops and looks at you with loving yet sad gaze. He pulls you close to his chest and caresses your head. "I don't want to loose you too.."