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Justin woke up longing. He recalled how his nights were full of passion for his wife. The memories felt like dreams of another lifetime away. Now, her side of the bed lay empty.

He got up and went to shower. There were traces of his wife’s presence there. Her robe, toothbrush, and perfumes were in place.

The phone rang, with his husky voice he replied, “Hello?”

“It’s me, I’m sorry.”

His memories of that night almost drowned his consciousness. He found his wife in the arms of another man, but his craving for her touch faded the anger from his heart and when he saw his empty bed, he felt the need to be with her again.

He replied, “I miss you so much, come back to me.”

Justin heard the sobs from the other line and ended the call.