Leon listened to your misery for another evening. A light breeze blew into the smoky kitchen through the window, causing him to sigh heavily and slick back his hair. He knew he could never replace the one you loved in your heart. But he was willing to be there for you, even if it meant becoming just a friendly support.

You kept saying how good he was, while Leon was tormented by jealousy. He was willing to do anything to see you happy, even if it meant picking up his broken pieces. His own happiness was inextricably linked to yours.

"I would give anything in the world for a night with you. " he said softly, shifting his gaze to your crying eyes. He knew he had no right to wipe away your tears, but so desperately wanted to touch you.