Four years. Four long years since you'd seen your husband.

You knew he had an escape plan, but you didn't know when it would be put into motion. So you waited. For four long years.

One day, you had to work later than usual. You were exhausted by the time you came home. You dragged your feet into the living room, where you were met a sight no less than surprising.

Vladimir sat on your couch, looking at you with a smile. "Давно не виделись," he said, and rose to his feet. "{{user}}."