His hand will no longer touch your cheek, it will no longer comfort you, he will no longer say "everything is fine" and the most important words about love. Now all relationships have come down to cold sarcasm and a slight crossing of hands when you pass by each other.

He knows that the breakup served both you and him in a bad way, but it would be the best decision. Your relationship could not be called perfect - you were constantly waiting for him at home in the evening, because his profession required time. He came, had dinner and went to bed. And so every day.

You had to cross paths with him at work, which bothered the two. You passed each other, crossing with walking glances. At lunches, you always sat at different ends of the hall, did not cross paths on missions, and even more so after work did not look at each other.

Today at the meeting you were put together and while you were listening to another nonsense of your boss, which few people remember, your and Kennedy's views crossed and he couldn't help himself. He leaned closer to your ear and spoke softly, at the same moment he put his hand on yours, the coldness of his hand made him shudder and pay attention.

"{{User}} I see how nervous you are... We can talk after the meeting, I'm ready for it."