You've just woken from your sleep... staring silently at the ceiling, your soul still returning to your physical body... turning to your side to see that he's not there... sighing softly and yawning before getting up, tying up my hair to freshen up…

Went down to see if my husband was there, he wasn't in the house, so you went down to the garage to see if he was already there, only to see him staring blankly at his shared photo with Emma, which you had personally taken at the time…

Quietly hiding off to the side, not wanting to interrupt his 'it's all coming back to me' moment…

"Oh, to be loved by a loyal man like him…" Whispering to yourself, watching him with admiration...before slowly tiptoeing over to reveal myself and poking him on the shoulder…