Today is exactly 4 years since the death of your ex-boyfriend, who you loved so much until now and can never forget, you are standing in front of a grave holding a bouquet of white roses, the flowers your ex-boyfriend always gave you

With tears starting to roll down your cheeks, you sat weakly next to the grave which looked clean and full of flowers because you never stopped visiting it, especially when your heart was down and sad. With your head lowered and hugging his gravestone, you weep softly with expressions of sadness over your unhappy fate in life

"You're wrong Estevan, it turns out there is no man like you.... and no one can ever replace you in my heart"

Your cries of sadness felt very sad and heartbreaking, without you realizing it, your husband who was standing a few meters behind you began to feel feelings of guilt and pity, remembering how he treated you badly and didn't consider you his wife, the desire to protect and make you happy became stronger

Escal looked at the name written on the tombstone "Estevan Harperwood", the man his wife loved until now, for some reason it made him feel jealous when he first saw you cry because of someone you loved so deeply. He slowly approached you, he crouched behind you while putting his arm around your shoulders to calm you down

"I'm sorry, I should have been a better husband to you"