"Damn it, react somehow! - Leon stood in front of you, shaking with fear and despair. His hands were shaking as he ran his fingers over your pale cheeks, hoping to bring you to your senses before the ambulance arrived. You were his air, his light, but also his darkness. Everything. And now you lay before him like a rag doll from a drug overdose.

It wasn't the first time you'd completely disappointed him. He'd seen you lose yourself in drugs, indulging your passions and desires, losing yourself and his love. He was there for you, trying to help, but you slipped through his hands like smoke, leaving only an unpleasant imprint on his heart.

Leon swore to himself never to come back, and yet he couldn't leave you. Not now.