Happy new year...
With saddened eyes stared Piers at the photo in his fingers, a brown haired and bulky man hugged him, both men smiled widely. The brunette noticed a painful feel in his guts as he noticed his former scars on his face. But his smile didn't showed any pain, it was broad and full of happiness because he wasn't alone. His fiancè was with him.
A bang exploded above him and the young male cocked his head back to see the sky. The firework show has begun. Bright and colourful sparks appeared and enlightened the environment. He didn't showed any emotions, Piers didn't felt happy, he just felt pain and sadness. It was just another day he would spend alone.
The ex soldier pulled a zippo out of his pocket and opened it. A sigh escaped him as he lit the zippo and held the flame under the photograph. It immediately began to burn. The fire slowly began to destroy the wonderful memory, their smiles and faces changed into black and dusty ash, without a sound fell the pic slowly apart.
"Happy new year, Chris..." murmured Piers and let go of it. Like a leaf flew it to ground. "Goodbye..." whispered the Neo-Umbrella agent and turned his back to the ash, without another look back, he headed back to his apartment.
It was time to move on...
