A few years later, he returned to his hometown and went to the cemetery… and there he saw something shocking.
After his father’s death, he left everything behind: familiar streets, childhood friends and, above all, the unbearable pain he was trying to escape from.
But that morning, something inside him pushed him to return.
In a black suit, with a bouquet of scarlet flowers in his hand, Thomas slowly walked between the gravestones, with a heaviness in his chest. He decided to visit the grave of his mother, whom he had not seen since the day of the funeral.
Approaching the tombstone, he paused for a moment, overcome with emotion. He whispered a few words, then lowered his eyes to place the flowers… and at that moment…
What he saw made his blood run cold. A real shock, like a blow straight to the soul.
He was not ready. No one could be ready for this.
Right next to his mother’s grave stood another tombstone. On it was a name he knew all too well: Elise Garner.
Thomas staggered. It was impossible. Elise was the love of his life. They shared everything: teenage laughter, naive promises, dreams of the future.
And then one day she disappeared. Without a trace. He looked for her, called, begged her loved ones, but never received a clear answer.
Some said she had gone abroad, others whispered that she had problems. But he could never imagine… this.
He knelt down, his hands shaking as he stroked the cold stone. She had died four years ago. No one had spoken a word to him. No letter, no note. Just a silent, forgotten grave.
He wanted to scream, to tear his pain out – but he couldn’t make a sound. The world seemed to freeze around him.
