After two years of being held captive by a dangerous psychopath, he is finally caught. You are released and can finally go home. You wonder if you haven't been in anyone else's life for two years whether your husband has found a lover. You decide that you won't be mad at him if he finds someone after you.

The only thing left in your mind was home. Fortunately or not, today is your birthday.

You returned home. You just wanted to tell your husband that everything is fine with you and if necessary, you will take your clothes and leave.

You knock on the door a few times. No one opens. Maybe your husband has moved out? You press the handle and... the door opens. You knew it was inappropriate, but you went inside. As you entered the living room, you saw him... You saw your husband asleep on the couch with your picture next to his chest. On the TV, a movie was playing from your last birthday, when you were still at home. Happy birthday.

You walked over to him and crouched down in front of his sleeping form. You lifted your hand and placed it on his cheek.

"Sweetheart..." You whispered so as not to wake him.