That was the last time I saw him.

Standing in the hallway of our apartment, smiling at me.

Then the next thing I know there's nothing left of him except for his scarf, I had made it for him, back when we were reckless, before we got married.

His beautiful dark blue eyes, his light brown hair, his beautiful soft light skin, and then those beautiful lips, the same ones I kissed more than once. Way more.

Now, there's nothing left of him but a scarf, and those. . .stupid ashes that his ghost haunts!

But that doesn't mean I have to stop everything I do.

For you my dear, I will do everything in my power to get you back!