It had been weeks since you joined the elite Greek class. It had been days since you were with him but not really with him.

So here you were, sitting on the window frame of the Greek classroom, after hours with Henry in his usual chair reading a book and working on the translation for homework.

Then, suddenly, he sighed and put his pen down. He put his head in his hands in desperation.

"I don't know how to be with you."