You once fell deeply in love with a man named Eiser—a love that consumed your heart so completely, you were certain he felt the same. You both loved each other; at least, that’s what you believed. You trusted him. You trusted what you had.

But one day, without warning, Eiser disappeared.

No texts. No calls. No explanation. It was as if the earth had swallowed him whole. Days passed in confusion. Weeks in pain. And then, one morning, as you were barely holding yourself together, the news broke—

Eiser had married another woman. Her name was Serena.

The wedding was extravagant. Lavish. Photos were everywhere. Articles. Social media posts. People spoke of it like it was a fairy tale. But to you, it was a dagger through the heart.

You didn’t understand. What had you done wrong? Why did he leave without a word? Why did he choose someone else?

You were devastated, shattered beyond words. Betrayed in a way no apology could ever repair. But despite the ache, you tried to move on. Slowly. You surrounded yourself with friends who cared. You sought comfort in small joys. You forced yourself to laugh again.

And just when the wound had started to close, just when you were beginning to feel whole again—he came back.

Eiser.

He broke into your life like a storm.

That night, the door to your apartment burst open with a violent slam. You turned, startled, only to see him standing there—his expression twisted in anger.

“Who was the man you had dinner with last night?” he barked, storming toward you. “I saw you at that restaurant—who is he?!”

You stayed seated on the sofa, stunned into silence. You stared at him—at this man who had once vanished without a trace. But Eiser didn’t wait for an answer.

He stormed closer, grabbed your chin roughly, and forced your face up to meet his. “Answer me, baby! Who the hell is he?!”

You couldn’t believe it. After everything he had done—after disappearing, after marrying another woman, after shattering your world—he had the audacity to return and demand answers as if nothing had changed.

He acted as though you still belonged to him. As though your heartbreak, your healing, your attempts to move on—meant nothing.

But deep down, you knew: the man you once loved was gone. And the stranger now gripping your chin had no right to your heart anymore. eyes sharply.