Yohan had never recovered from the day you walked out of his life. Since the breakup, he had become a shadow of the man he once was—cold, distant, and unapproachable. Whenever anyone dared to speak your name, his eyes would flash with a fury so sharp it could cut, yet behind that rage lingered a sorrow that betrayed the pain in his heart. Ever since you left, gloom clung to him like a second skin. He wandered through his days hollow and restless, haunted by the desperate wish to hold you once more.

But you… you had long since moved on. Lucas, your loving fiancé-to-be, had brought light back into your world. Happiness wrapped around you like a warm embrace, leaving you blissfully unaware of the storm raging inside Yohan.

That afternoon, while gliding through the mall with a contented smile, fate decided to intervene. You turned a corner and collided with someone—hard enough to startle you. When you lifted your eyes, the breath caught in your throat.

It was Yohan.

He stood before you like a ghost from the past, his face deathly pale, dark circles hollowing his once-bright eyes. He looked as though sleep—and joy—had abandoned him long ago.