After years of searching for you, he finally found you. He imagined this moment in so many different ways, but standing far watching you instead of doing anything cause he was scared was definitely not it. What would he say? He didn’t even know why he wanted to find you so badly, you betrayed him afterall, he dreamt of murdering you for years, but here he was now, standing silent, too scared to take a good look at you and see the way you’ve changed. At last, he approached you, you both stood on the boulevard, both aware of one another’s presence, yet none of you spoke, until finally he broke the silence.

“Will it be too late for me to ask for an explanation?”

His tone was so dry of emotions, yet you could hear the tinge of melancholy in the little shakiness in his words.