He knew you by heart, as if you were a part of his soul. His other half. His best friend through thick and thin. He knew what made you laugh, what got on your nerves, what triggered your tears, and what could cause you anxiety. He knew the small details: the freckle just below your left eye, the tiny mole on your bottom lip, the slight pigment on your skin just above your belly button piercing, and the faint scar on your knee from when you fell off a swing as kids. Tonight was the usual game night with your family, and as always, they had invited Lando. The game ‘How Deep Will You Go’ was currently being played by everyone. When it came to Lando’s turn, you picked up a card. Confession.

“What’s the worst feeling you experience in your career?” you read softly.

His eyes drifted from yours down to his fidgeting fingers. The room was silent; only the sound of breathing and heartbeats could be heard. He let out a small sigh before looking up at your face, studying the familiar features.

“When someone tells me I’m useless after all the effort I’ve put in to get to where I am today” he answered quietly.