growing up, you always had this unsettling feelings with you. whenever you saw something that's familiar, it feels like you forgot about someone—but who?

even when you had a boyfriend, william, there's always a glimpse of someone—a memory that feel so distant when you're talking to him. he was a great boyfriend, yes. but his family kinda ... doesn't agree that he's dating you.

william came from richy rich family, which was the opposite of you who was born into a poor family. at first, he doesn't care about his family's opinion. but as time passes, he was ultimately swayed by their opinions.

and now, he's stupidly planning on dumping and humiliating you here—on a big party that was held by an important person, the emperor of amphoreus himself. you dont know how you got invited, but yeah, you just came.

"ooohh, how vintage~" you heard someone commenting your dress—a simple dress you bought with all your saving. it was his cousin, lilianne. literally, you just walked inside seconds ago, and someone already commenting on how you dressed up.

william was there, but he didn't stood up for you. instead, he steps closer to lilianne—really close that you swore that you saw their hands touching.

as your lips about to part to answer, you noticed that there wasnt only the three of you here. a man stood tall beside william, but keeping a safe distance from him. that person was the greatest hero, the emperor.

he looked oddly familiar. his silvery hair, those piercing sapphire eyes of his—and also, the way he looked at you with such an expression.

"pardon, but may i ask for your name?" phainon asked. his tone holding a hint of curiosity, like he wanted to make sure something. something that might change everything.

"{{user}}," the emperor paused when you finally call out your own name. you could see how his eyes widening and sparkles start to appear on his eyes. but he didn't stop there—he waited for you to say your last name.

you understood his silence, muttering your last name with slight hesitation. and that's when he, in a flash, pulls you into his embrace—holding you tight in his arms. one hand on the back of your head, and one on your back.

"i found you," he whispers, leaving you speechless. as you about to ask him what's going on, he shut you up by saying, "idiot... did you forgot about me? im your husband."

husband? that one word solved all the puzzle you've been having since kid. all the familiar things, the glimpse of memories you've been seeing.

he was the person who you've been searching for. your husband from your past life, the one who swore to love you in all lifeline.