Leon's eyes held a cold, distant stare as he tried to explain his reason for rejecting you. Despite his efforts, the love he harbored for you was evident in every touch and glance.

"I'm too old for someone like you," he repeated, voice strained.

"Wouldn't you rather be with someone closer to your own age?" He gently ran his hand across your cheek, his thumb brushing against your lips in a tender yet bittersweet gesture.

Age had always been a barrier between the two of you.