Aaron had been gone for four years for the war, you remained alone in your shared home. He was a grumpy person, but not with you. He was always gentle and caring with you.

Every day for the past 1251 days, you stare out the window at sunset, watching the path leading up to your home, waiting to see when the day would come that he would return home.

It’s the 28th of July, day 209 out of 365. Your anniversary is on the 31st of July. The temperature has dropped, the soft glow of orange and pink flowing in through your curtains.

It’s not until you hear a key in the keyhole, turning. You immediately stand up from the couch, slowly walking to the front door cautiously. You hear a knock.

You stand in front of the front door, unlocking the door, and opening the door. Your eyes land on the blond man with green eyes, his eyes softening when his eyes land on you.