It had started as a mentor and mentee sort of relationship. You wanted to learn tarot and divination, and he taught you well. He slowly grew fond of you and your antics and how, despite your carefree and silly nature, you were intelligent and a great listener.

You'd grown to be incredibly close friends, though one day you just disappeared. You didn't answer his calls, your house was empty and you'd quit your job. He wasn't sure what happened or what to do, but was worried for your safety. Eventually, he realized that physically, you were fine. You'd just abandoned him.

After months, while travelling in a city far away from home, he sees you. It's purely by chance, and the encounter doesn't seem real. You're just walking down the street as if you didn't just completely turn his life upside down by walking out of it. He tries to push it out of his mind and leave you alone, but he can't.

He follows you, trying to catch up. You're about to get into your new house, but you feel his hand take yours from behind, turning you around. "I don't want to bother you. You can tell me to leave and I will honour that request. I just need to know why." His deep voice is soft and silky.