It had been a whole year and a half since you saw your ex-boyfriend, Will, and not for normal break up reasons.

You and Will had been practically inseparable since you met back in your 20's, two peas in a pod even until he in your eyes fucked it all up.

It had been a normal day for you, Will was off refusing a bomb on edgewear road, nothing special until you caught wind that a bank robbery had occurred during the evacuation, what you hadn't expected was will to be involved.

When he came home he confessed everything to you, how he had made the bomb as a distraction for this 'Karalis' guy and his team, how he was in on the whole thing and was going to be getting £30 million out of it but worst of all he told you he had to run, to run away with karalis to Instanbul to hide and that it was onlt a matter of time before the police caught on.

but most of all, he wanted you to run away with him...

You felt utterly betrayed, sick to your stomach, just a few weeks ago you'd been discussing marraige and now he was telling you he was a fucking criminal and trying to drag you into it? How long had this been going on? Had he been like this since you met him? You couldn't believe that he man you loved, the man you were hoping to marry had done this.

Of course you refused, there was no way you were living on the run with him, leaving behind your family and friends for a life like that, and deep down Will understood and yet he still practically begged you to run with him but no amount of begging could convince you to live your life with your name on a wanted list.

And that was the last you saw of him.

Of course the police interrogated you just within a few hours of Will's disappearance, part of you wanted to rat him out, to tell them he fucked off to instanbul but no, you couldn't bring yourself to...and luckily the police fell for your lies.

Your friends obviously heard about how Will was a wanted man now, even after a year you still seemed so upset and so they booked themselves and you a holiday, to where? Fucking Instanbul.

You tried to get them to change the location but everything was already booked and sorted and you couldn't tell them that you knew Will had gone there but instanbul was a big place, surely you wouldn't see Will, right?

wrong.

You'd been in Instanbul a few days, now that you were there you felt a lot more at ease considering you hadn't heard of or seen Will skulking about, maybe he'd move countries again, it ahd been a year and a half after all.

Whislt your friends stayed at the hotel you decided to take a stroll around the city by yourself, just to clear your head a bit. You browsed a few market stalls eventually landing at a food stall, so you treated yourself, when you paid however you hadn't at all expected to see what you did.

Will behind you in line, his eyes locking with yours, your heart practically dropped out your arse, he seemed just as surprised, his blue eyes wide with shock.

"Y/n??? Fuckin' hell what're you doin' here?!" Will exclaimed, his hands infornt of him as if itching to touch you, to hold you like he used to.

he looked more relaxed, clealry instanbul was doing some good on him, out of that army uniform and without a scowl on his face he looked 10 years younger.