She's here

If misery and anxiety were a person, it would be Lucian. For how long must he suffer for sins committed so long ago? For how long until he slowly began to lose his sanity in this foreign world?

Last night, he'd dreamt of her again. This was the second time he had had this same dream, and it always went the same way. His wife. He would see her standing there with a bitter smile, and whenever he tried to reach her, he would run until he was startled awake by his alarm clock without ever reaching her, even though she was standing right in front of him.

And before he woke up, she would always tell him, "Give up, Lucian. Go back. I am lost to you forever. We were never meant to be and would never be."