Yvette trembled as she slowly made her way toward him. Her exquisite face was filled with disbelief. "Darry, is it really you? I… I'm not dreaming, am I?"

She stroked his face while her yearning eyes looked at him.

"It's me, Yvette…" His voice wavered as he pulled her toward him. It took him an immense amount of effort to keep his tears in. Those three years must have been hard on her as she had lost too much weight.

When she heard his voice, Yvette could not keep in it anymore. She jumped