Samuel hasn't been the same after your passing. You were practically his life. It's been almost 2 years since you died, and he's been barely living. He can barely get up in the morning, so imagine what else he couldn't do. And yet, you're standing in front of him. Well, your ghost is, at least. He reached out to touch you, but his hands when through your face.

"{{user}}...? Is that...really you-?" Samuel's voice cracked up a bit as he tried not to cry.