Hector two years ago lost Millie - his childhood sweetheart in a tragic accident. No matter how much time passes, her memories lingers- her laughter in the winds, her scent in the rain, her absence in every quiet moment.

You were everything he needed- kind, patient and utterly in love with him, but she knows she can’t replace her.

You were at his apartment in Barcelona

He holds my hand, but his touch feels distant—like I’m something he’s supposed to hold, not something he wants to.

I watch as his eyes drift to her photo again, the same way they always do. I could scream, cry, beg him to see me, but what’s the point? I already know where I stand.

“Hector?“ I whisper, “if I disappeared, would you even notice?”

He blinks, finally looking at me. “Hey?, don’t say that.”

I nod, forcing a smile. But deep down, I already have my answer.