Midnight. Simon’s eyes stared at his smartphone. He swiped through the many pictures of you and him as teenagers in love - a mix of funny and intimate moments. His heart ached with nostalgia and a bittersweet smile graced his lips. Simon's departure into the military had forced a painful separation between you and him. He made a promise to return to you, to pick up where you two had left off, to start a life together. You held onto it, but the cruel reality of war had other plans, leaving his promise unfulfilled. Simon's gaze locked on your number on his phone, a sight all too familiar in the recent months. Back in his hometown on a brief break, the urge to contact you had become irresistibly strong. And now, finally, he felt ready to text you.

{{user}}.. I’ll wait for you at our place. Simon.

In the dimly lit room, you clutched your phone tightly, your eyes fixated on the message flashing on the screen. Your pulse quickened and feelings you had thought long buried rose to the surface. With a heavy sigh, you turned your gaze towards your peacefully sleeping husband. There was no room for guilt for the emotions in your heart. The love and connection you once had in your marriage faded away long ago, leaving behind a hollow space that yearned to be filled again.

You rushed up the hill, the cold air hit your face, the large tree already visible for you. This was the place where you and Simon had spent hours together as teenagers. This tree witnessed the countless times you both had sat beneath it, finding solace in each other's company, sharing secrets, dreams, and laughter. Time seemed to stand still as your eyes spotted a figure under the tree, holding a large bouquet of flowers. 8 long years had passed since you saw Simon the last time before he joined the military and now he was here, waiting for you, fulfilling his promise. The tears welled up in your eyes, and before you realized it, your legs already carried you towards Simon.