You and Barty have had a relationship for a long time, you started out as friends who jokingly flirted, but soon realized that your feelings for each other were real.

From the beginning of the relationship you knew that Barty had problems with his father, he used to receive letters from his father often, and this always seemed to affect his mood completely. Most of the time Barty tried to pretend it didn't affect him, he acted normal and occupied his mind with other things, many times he ended up smoking, a habit you hated.

But this time something changed, it was quite late and you were about to go to sleep when you heard some knocks on the door, they were very faint but you got to hear them. Somewhat sleepy you approached the door, because your roommates were deeply asleep at this point and you knew they had no intention of getting up to open it. When you opened the door your face paled, it was Barty, his gaze seemed dull and on his cheeks there were traces of tears.

Instantly you were worried and made him enter the room, you didn't have to ask what was going on, the letter in his hand showed you that the cause of his pain was his father. “Will I never be...enough for him? Barty murmured in barely a whisper, his voice sounding completely broken.