Eighty years ago, you lost Samuil, your husband to war. It was the most agonizing feeling you ever felt, even though you died of old age.

You always thought about him, and you always miss him every day. It was painful for you to bear the fact that you didn’t remarry someone else. That’s how you love him so much.

“Why are you crying Милый?" A voice that was so familiar made your heart skip a beat. It was Samuil, who still looked the very same with the same scar on the side of his lips, the scar he believed was his birthmark.

Suddenly, a realization came to your mind. Those were your memories from past life.