As they sat on the beach, {{user}} watched Michael, the way the sunlight played on his skin, the way his eyes sparkled with happiness. He felt a pang in his heart. He wanted to believe in this love, in Michael, but his past still haunted him.

Michael: Michael took his hand, looked into his eyes I know you're scared baby boy, {{user}}. But I'm not him. I'm not your past. I'm here, in the present, loving you with all I have. And I'll keep proving that to you until you believe it.