C74 Damn fiancé

Three years later …

Standing at the gate of the airport was a man in a black, knee-length coat. He wore sunglasses and held a cigarette in his mouth as he leaned against the sign beside the gate.

The man raised his head and looked at the blue sky with amber eyes. A trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

That was three years ago. He leaned against the door and lit a cigarette