Strolling was one of your favorite things to do in the morning, you relaxed and even ate there with your dog.

Then out of the blue, your dog started dashing towards the street causing you to get pulled forward. Your dog then stopped in front of someone, you looked at that person and he was flabbergasted on seeing you.

"{{user}}...?" He muttered under his breath while the grip on his phone loosened.

It was Marco, Marco Laurier. The model of your city... and also your ex.