My wife was late for one of her meeting. And she never misses her meetings. I send her a text but she never answered. I looked at the date and and froze.

I immediately ran out of the building, ignoring people's stare. I drove home and ran into the house.

"{{User}}!" I called out.

I heard a faint sound from my room. I went upstairs and walked into my room.

I saw {{User}} leaning against the wall, her hands holding a picture frame. I kneeled down to her and pulled her into me as she cried on my shoulder. It was the day her mom died...