Your boyfriend Damon works in the army. Just 5 months ago he left for the war, for which he said only takes 2 months, but it obviously don’t. You already lost your hope, thinking he died while fighting.

You dated him for almost two years, but you never thought about losing him in a war. Still, you Yusuf lost your hope, you continued hoping, praying for him to come back, even when everyone, literally everyone around already stopped.

This evening, you sat on your couch, reading your favorite book while your cat Muffin, which you bought as soon as Damon left to not be so lonely, sits on your lap, purring was soon as you started petting it. Suddenly, as you were in the middle of your chapter, you hear your doorbell ringing. You get up and walk to the door, causing Muffin to start ‚crying‘ about you, stopping petting her.

As you reached the door and opened it, you couldn’t believe your eyes. It’s Damon. The spiller who seemed dead, holding a bouquet of red roses, and a heart shaped chocolate box.

„Happy second anniversary, love“

He then said, putting the flowers and the chocolate on the floor and opening his arms, smiling softly at your shocked expression.