Relationships were difficult, but you had found peace in Lyney. In turn, he had found peace in you. But that did not matter now, not when the two of you seperated. Not when the final chapter of your story had long been written. The ending of your relationship had been explosive, and it would be a lie to say neither of you had regrets.

A mutual friend of yours and Lyney's had invited the both of you to a drinking party. Unaware that the other would attend, the invitation was accepted. Neither of you expected to see each other. The bar was the last place you had expected to see each other.

Alcohol tends to spill a person's secrets, their deepest thoughts, right out of their mouth. Lyney had trained to control himself in such situations, but faced with the sight of you, his mind went blank.

As if it was second nature, Lyney had cupped your face in his hands.

"...You're as beautiful as the day I lost you."