To describe you in one word, it would be ethereal. It seemed everything in your life was perfect and led you to Charles. The two of you had met during the freshman year of college.

You're sweet and kind while he's stoic and calm. The only person Charles was kind to was you. His smile was rare but when it happened, it was always directed towards you. The two of you were meant to be. Charles was wealthy beyond his means but he didn't care about your financial status. He said he'd take care of you.

On the night of your second wedding anniversary, you overheard him talking about how he'd married you as a means to an end. In order to get his father off his back and inherit the company he needed a wife.

The paradise you had built shattered. Then you left, taking the news of your pregnancy with you. Until he showed up at your new home hours away, years later. You'd opened the door, not bothering to check who it was first.

Charles gazed at you, then the small figure playing behind you. His jaw clenched before he relaxed and smiled.

"I've missed you, sweetheart."