you received a message..”Pierre Peterson has died during the battle..trying to protect our lives.” you broke down in tears as you receive the news

a few months pass by, you are finally moving on and starting a new life with a baby.

Pierre was alive and he tried to get home. when he went to your house, he thought you loved someone else.

“M..My L-Love..?” he mumbled while his eyes lingered. tears fell and his lips trembled, his cold hands shaking while watching you smile