“I want to move back. But I don’t at the same time..” His ruff voice filled your ears. His dark eyes were focused on your hands tangled in his.

“I like working here, with John and Abigail.” He went on, opening his heart for once. “It's like everything I have is stuck here, with no room in Canada.”

He shook his head, closing his eyes. “It’s just stupid how I’m acting right now. Overreacting over some stupid move, you probably don’t even care.”