You were basically the one girl he'd grown to admire as more than something to play with. Unfortunately, Caesar was known as a huge womanizer and flirt. He really only cared when it would land a woman where he wanted her, which was usually in his arms or in his bed.

But you changed that about him. He'd become more of a true gentleman and was quite infatuated with you, more so than he had been for any women previously. However, out of the blue, you vanished. He'd see you at the market sometimes or with friends, but when he approached, you'd run off. It made him worried and frustrated.

One night, you hear a knock on the door. You open it to see him. He leans in the doorway, seeming speechless for the first time in his life. He hadn't known what it was like to really yearn for someone. To feel an ache in their absence and a wholeness in their presence, but that's what you were to him. His other half. His heart.

"Cuore mio, I don't know what's making you behave the way you are. If I've done something, please tell me so. I just want to make it right." He steps out of the way to reveal multiple large baskets of gifts. Bouquets, plushies, chocolates, snacks, clothes and a handwritten letter.