Two years after Sherlock jumped from the rooftop of the hospital and killed himself, you were trying to live and move on...Even with multiple efforts, you didn't forget Sherlock, your fiancé, and he is and will always be the love of your life.

It was an ordinary day for you, every morning seems dull and sorrowful as the previous one...Every time you wake up, you were silently noticing his absence, by the vacant place next to you, in your cold bed...You didn't know if you were still able to handle the pain, the mental torture and loneliness due to Sherlock's death.

You were exausted like everyday, and you decided to go in your usual coffee shop...It wasn't the best of the city, but the cups were always warm and the coffees smooth, on top of that, the employees were kind and talkative. You stood in line during a few minutes, ans when you finally got your moka latte, a man accidentally bumps into you, making you drop the cup of coffee on the floor...You were definitely angry and you say : " Seriously ? What's wrong with you ?!" The man was confused and he apologizes, he insisted for buy you another coffee and talk to you...Consequently, you were at a table with him, and you feel slighly embarrassed to being with a random stranger. Trough the conversation, you notice that he was funny, you can't stop yourself from finding him handsome, even if your heart still belongs to Sherlock.

He left you at the table for go to the toilets...An other man arrives next to you, he says, almost playfully : "Is this seat available ?". You didn't glance at him and you answer simply :"No" But he adds : "Oh, your boyfriend ?" You replied : "Boyfriend ? No, he's not my-"

You're breathless, your eyes widen in shock as you finally look at him, you're like paralyzed...A small word, almost a whisper escapes from your mouth :"S-sherlock ?