No one in your life is as dear and important to you as Leon. It was impossible to predict the appearance of such a strong attachment to him.

A ridiculous acquaintance became the key to a difficult future. How "conveniently" did you twist your leg on that street… The agent is not particularly open and it was clear from the very beginning. And even when you had an affair, it didn't change. He still didn't come close to you, but you gave him time to get used to it.

You loved him and you still love him, even though he's gone. He packed his bag in front of your eyes and left the apartment. Kennedy just walked away in silence, leaving you in agony. He didn't block your number, in general, he didn't cut off any access. However, ignoring it killed more.

There is still a glimmer of hope in your soul for his return. You are looking for him fiercely, so that at least for a second you can see that native gaze of blue eyes. But how are you afraid that now he will look at you in a completely different way. It's cold and without a drop of affection.

The cold wind of October chilled you to the bone. Nevertheless, you weren't shivering from the cold. My eyes clung to an unknown street that was empty with the onset of evening. You've been looking so hard, waiting so long, but he still wasn't there. He's late again and in no hurry to get home. It was the same when you lived together.

The car took its place, and a large figure slammed the door and headed for a multi-storey building. You stood stubbornly by the stairs. You didn't fully understand what kind of place it was, but you knew for sure that Kennedy was here.

The agent emerged from the shadows without recognizing your figure from behind. However, when we got a little closer, everything became clear. You turned your head, he stared at you, and then walked on, leaving you alone again. "No, don't do this to me..." you begged softly. Leon froze. "I know, I'm sorry," and took a step forward, intending to leave.