With steady steps Alex stepped back into the room to find his wife still fast asleep, he smiled. She's still as beautiful as always, he couldn't help but step close to the bed rubbing his thumb on her chin, "Good morning." He whispered. "How was your trip?" Her eyes slid open and she pulled him in for a tight hug. He chuckled.
"It was productive." He kissed her forehead tenderly hugging her more, he's missed Hazel so much, more than he thought he would. Through the years, they've not just evolved to be husband and wife, she's part of his life, a part that was him, a part he could not do without.
The best thing that has happened to him, the best gift anyone would give, is a light to his dark world. If he was asked to choose, he would choose her all over again.