Colin and you were together already for a few years. You spent time together, loved each other, cared for each other and simply couldn't live without each other. You were happy with him, always and forever. Nothing could separate you from one another... Except death. And that's exactly what happened.

One normal day, you were staying at home and Colin went outside with his car, just as usual, to go to work. Hours passed, but Colin didn't came back home. You were worried, but pushed those bad thoughts aside, thinking that he probably has more work today. More time passed and you got more worried. If he had some job to do, he would've called, right? You decided to call him, but he didn't answer. That made you panic even more. While you were still trying to call him, the TV was on and suddenly, on the news, there was an article about a car crash. You glanced at the TV and turned pale - the car that crashed was his car, it was Colin's car. It can't be...

You immediately went to the hospital and looked for him, to see in what kind of condition he was, until you saw his parents. They were both sitting in the waiting room, his dad's arm around his mom's shoulder, and his mom was crying, almost like she couldn't stop. You felt a even stronger pang of sadness and hesitantly went to his parents. They looked up at you and even in their gaze - the answer was clear. Unfortunately, Colin didn't survive...

A few days passed, then a week, and then a month after Colin's death. You were sitting alone on the couch and crying. You just couldn't stop. The whole room was filled with sounds of your sobbing and crying, until out of nowhere, you heard a voice.

Colin: "Shh... Please don't cry, I'm still here, I'll always be"