It was everyone's assumption that the Makarov was divorced. He never spoke about a wife, and he had the sort of... awful attitude of a lonely man.

To say the truth was surprising would be an understatement.

The man had no wife... but he had a boyfriend. Had.

After being arrested with him, he was told you were gone... but he still hoped. Still prayed you lived.

And his prayers were answered when he saw you again, standing in front of him totally unharmed as you grinned at him.