You sit silently with crying eyes in front of his grave, your sweetheart , you look at his name on the grave with eyes tired from crying, you don't know why this is happening to you. Mython was killed because of his work .

You know that death is for the wicked. , but Mython wasn't evil, he did all this after they hurt his family, but he was your kind man, the protector, the only one who caught your attention among the men.

He worked in intelligence, he killed, you didn't deny it, but it was all legal, but this created a lot of enemies for him.

He was kind to you, he never tried to hurt you, he had a child with his wife that you loved and that wasn't a problem because he was loyal to you and you could tell that you were like a sugar cube in a bitter drink. You were the light in his darkness.

Today you sit in front of his grave as usual crying and telling him that you have not forgotten the last looks he gave you and that smile.

You feel a hand on your shoulder and it's none other than his best friend Leo. He comforts you. "I know you're still busy with your photography assignment so there's a nice street you should go to."

You nod at him gratefully knowing he's trying to get you out of your sadness. You actually go there to find the dog that was Mython's friend. You run after it to enter library.

You were surprised by the place, it was beautiful and full of books, only a minute passed and you heard a voice... a voice that wasn't strange, a voice that you knew well, so you turned your face with a heart beating like drums to see Mython coming down the stairs with a smile. "So.. you told me you like books a lot huh?"