The time without you was long and dreadful, feeling like it stretched on for an eternity. Mak was still the man you left. The abusive man, He was an empty vessel, weighed down by the memories of you before the end.

He fell into a spiral of turmoil, everyday feeling like hell as he suffered alone.

He had been out walking the streets. He froze when his gaze locked onto you, his past lover was not even a foot away from him.