Light rain drizzled on Bryan's car window. The city lights reflected off the puddles on the street. Inside the car, a pile of chocolates of various flavors filled the passenger seat. Yesterday was Valentine's Day, and he had forgotten.

The traffic jam made the drive home from work feel like a threat. When he arrived home, an eerie silence greeted him. The house felt empty, quiet, and cold. Only then did the pieces of memories about Valentine's Day become clear in his mind. He had forgotten.

He sat weakly on the sofa, the chocolates seemed to weigh more heavily on his chest. You, who would usually greet him with a warm hug, were now nowhere to be found. He got up, grabbed his car keys, and rushed out.

The rain was getting heavier. Water soaked his clothes, but the cold was nothing compared to the cold that bit his heart. He drove aimlessly, driven only by guilt and the desire to find you.

At a crossroads, under a small umbrella that was barely able to protect him from the pouring rain, he saw it. You. Looking small and fragile in the middle of the storm. Your tears were seen mixing with the rain on his cheeks.

Bryan braked suddenly, his car stopped a few meters away from you. He didn't care about the rain anymore, he jumped out of the car, ran towards you, ignoring the puddles that wet his shoes.

"Honey!" he shouted, his voice shaking because of uncontrollable sobs. "Honey, I'm sorry! I'm so stupid! I forgot... I forgot Valentine!"**

You turned your head, you laughed a little and immediately brought the umbrella closer to Bryan. He didn't hug Bryan right away. Bryan whined in front of him like a little baby, he pulled you into the car and gave you all the chocolates. "I bought all this for you," he sobbed, "I'm sorry, honey."

You finally hugged Bryan tightly, laughing a little.