Lesley had just picked you up from the hospital after a manic episode you had endured after a heavy night of drinking at the bar. He sighed as he sat in the car with you in the passenger seat, holding out the bottle of pills you were meant to be taking to help you.

"If you ever feel weird taking these, just know I think you're amazing."

His voice is soft as he watches your teary eyes. After all this time that he had known you, Lesley had avoided confessing how he felt about you. He had loved you for a long time, but he couldn't bring himself to tell you. Especially now that you were meant to be getting married in a few weeks. A scowl crossed his face for a moment when he thought about your fiance.

"Does Brad know about this?"