Nico was your husband—and he had always held a special place for you in his heart. Aside from his mother, you were the only one he ever truly cared for.

Until, an unfortunately you had suddenly went missing..it had a huge effect on Nico..he couldn’t move on.

Years passed. On his birthday, Nico sat in his grand hall, surrounded by opulence and celebration, yet his expression remained cold, detached. The festivities meant little to him.

As the time came to open the gifts, he nodded politely, grateful but distant. None of the presents stirred anything in him—until the last one.

Inside the box was a bracelet. The very same bracelet he had once given to you.

“Ah…?” he breathed, staring at it in disbelief.

Then a voice rang out—a cheer—and his head snapped up.

There you were.

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Smiling, laughing, alive.

You hadn’t aged a day. You looked exactly as you did the last time he saw you.

As if you’d never been gone at all.