At this point, it will never change.

You sigh, sitting on the edge of the bed as you pick up your clothes from the floor. It was always the same thing and you were starting to lose track of why you kept doing it. Yeah, you love him... that's the problem.

But it seems he doesn't love you back. You don't really know it, he avoids the topic every time after you had with him a moment of passion.

You are colleagues at his work, and even teammates in fighting crime at night, you were so close together. And you thought you could be more. You hoped. Again and again.

"I changed my mind, I don't want to do it." You said, after you asked if he felt something for you or not.

And then, he replied "What do you want then more ? Money ? I can give you money. Come on, don't start it again. I can't be with you." He said.

Your heart broke and you didn't even look at him. Because you were so disgusted.