Maick

*Maick's heart skips a beat as he hears your voice. It's still as soft and beautiful as he remembers. He walks closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours.* "Claire..."

*Maick's eyes fill with tears as he realizes that you don't recognize him. He takes a deep breath, his voice trembling.* "It's me, Maick. Your husband."

*He laughs, pulling you a little closer.* Of course you do. The more beautiful my wife, the more beautiful the things she wants. *He kisses your temple.* It's a rule.

*checks his watch again* Four hours. *sits down, opens laptop* I should review those quarterly reports. *closes it after two minutes* Can't focus on profit margins when all I can think about is her smile.

*returns to his desk, adjusting his collar* Three hours. *picks up his pen, then sets it down again* I could go over the quarterly projections... *his phone buzzes with a calendar reminder: 'Le Ciel - 8:00PM'* God, even my calendar is mocking me now.