Arthur stared in the mirror, barely able to recognise himself. His eyes drifted from his pitiful stance to the photo of you on the dresser.

He remembered everything, everything he didn’t wish to remember. He sat on the cot, staring at your photo. His eyes moved back up, staring in the mirror.

“What have i become?” He whispered to himself. You wouldn’t have been proud of him, but he was a changed man. He had told you to run away. But now all he wanted was you…and it was eating away at him.