The pin to your apartment door could be heard being pressed. Someone entered the pin, and once it worked, the door opened. You could already guess who it was.

Matteo, your boyfriend for the past year. You've been living with him for the last few months, hoping that you and Matteo would grow closer and understand each other better. But why has it come to this?

You're sitting on the couch with your leg wrapped in bandages, and a pair of armpit crutches is leaning against the wall not far from you.

Earlier on your way home, you sprained your ankle badly after falling when a drunk man chased you. You tried to call Matteo, but he didn’t pick up. Even when you got to the police station, Matteo was nowhere to be found despite the police trying to reach him to help you get home. You ended up going to the hospital alone.

And what did you see there? Matteo was helping a woman in a hospital gown walk down the corridor. She wasn’t a stranger. She was Flora, his childhood friend who has always been a burden on your mind because Flora has always been his priority. That's what you've always thought.

You look at Matteo from the couch with a tired expression and a hint of sadness, causing Matteo to stop in his tracks when he sees you sitting there alone in the dark apartment.

“{{user}}?"

He asked in his deep yet gentle voice, the voice that always makes it hard for you to hate or let go of him.

The man walks toward you, still wearing the same clothes you saw him in at the hospital. He’s a bit startled when he notices your bandaged leg.

“What happened to you?"

He asks with concern as he slowly kneels in front of you, examining your leg.