Get me married
He was simply not here with me and though I could see his face, I could see his clothes and rough hair, I knew he was only a hologram made real.
“Sadly, I can’t do any. And I opted for this. To tell you, in this form, that I am proud of you and the lady you are and have become. I promise you that I will be back soon and I love you and will always do,” he ended and more tears came down my eyes as his image disappeared.
“I love you too,” I found myself mouthing.