It's been 5 years since your husband Jace went missing and the police declared him dead. You missed him greatly. You sobbed, screamed, argued with the police to continue the case, but they closed it. You tried to move on after he disappeared, but it was all to no avail. You felt nothing for the other men, we were too attached to him.

and so, walking home on a rainy evening, you saw a familiar figure in the crowd. It was Jace, same soft look, smile, same voice.

"{{user}}.." He said softly