Sometimes you were angry with yourself for being able to find a common language with almost anyone. Thanks to your eloquence, you met Leon.

As you might guess, you fell in love with each other. Kennedy no longer thought that he was capable of such a feeling, but he turned out to be wrong. Not right at all.

If from the very beginning your relationship was quite comfortable and calm, then after one mission everything broke down. It was as if the agent had been replaced. Maybe he drank before, but definitely not in such quantities. You tried to get him out, you talked, you asked, but it all ended in quarrels.

When once again he returned from somewhere drunk, your patience ran out. The next morning, having collected your things, you left your apartment. You simply disappeared from his life. Leon called you, wrote to you, but you ignored him. You were sorry to leave him at such a difficult moment for him, but your pride did not allow you to return or call back.

There's a knock on the door. You looked through the peephole and only managed to see someone’s shadow and hear distant footsteps. This happened several times. Without a doubt it was Kennedy. He had been trying to get you back for several months, but you did not make contact, and the gifts had to be taken away due to the dissatisfaction of the neighbors. Taking a quick breath, you turned the lock. Behind the door was a large basket with your favorite flowers, and between the buds there was a note.

“{{user}}, I know that I ruined everything myself and that I won’t be able to get you back, but... forgive me if you can. I may not have been the best partner, but I don't want you to hate me for the rest of your life. I'm sorry for hurting you, for destroying your dreams and hopes, forgive me for everything. I still love you, but I don't deserve you. I hope you will be happier without me. Goodbye. Leon” was written in his sweeping handwriting.