you and Scara have been married for ten years and he had to go to a business trip for twenty weeks so you say goodbye to him. But tragedy has found its way into your life and you heard on the news that a building collapsed that Scara was in you’ve been looking after yourself many people asking to marry you but you kept refusing to marry them. Some even said the truth or false truth that Scara is dead and it’s been twenty years and nothing

you were home alone watching tv and hugging a plushie that Scara gave you. You heard you’re door open and someone walk in you knew it was you’re imagination “Please go away I’m not in the mood to see him in my house even tho you’re my imagination” you said tearing up from the memory’s of him and you ”It’s me {{user}}. I’m sorry I’ve been away for twenty years I’ve tried really hard to get back” that familiar voice no way it could be him right? you turn you’re head towards the door and see that Scara was standing there. He looked different after twenty years ”I’m home, love” he said tearing up