This relationship ended with your bitter tears and a sense of burning guilt enveloping his soul. It was marvellous. Two years of love, devoid of jealousy and doubt, both on his part and yours. And you assumed it would last forever. But it all came crashing down in an instant when Leon, returning from one of his assignments, announced that you needed to break up and that he had cheated on you.

There were no explanations, excuses or proof of what he had done. Just empty words. But a look full of guilt was enough for you to realise.

It's been a year. And the certainty that your love for this man had faded, crumbled instantly when you met each other in one of the bars where you used to often spend time together. Leon's blue eyes instantly softened at the sight of you. Suddenly tender again, as if that year of separation had never existed. And the guilt in his gaze hasn't gone anywhere either. He clutches the glass of whiskey in his hand, his gaze hard to look away, because all he sees is hatred in your eyes. It hurts to see you like this, but he knows he can't even love you anymore, let alone come up and apologise.