I’ll Be Waiting

Evening in an empty building...

A tall man with blonde hair in a grey suit stood tall before a man wearing a hoodie who sat on a chair. With his clear blue eyes, he scrutinized the man on the chair who was afraid to meet his piercing glare.

"Tell me… Why did you not tell me about her new job?" 

Christopher's voice was rough and low, a sign that he was obviously tensed about what he just saw earlier that day. It had been five years since the last time that he saw her face to face and she still looked beautiful just like always and it took him a lot of willpower not to put his arms around her when she smiled at him. But she would never like that… especially since she didn't recognize him.