You and Adam had a rough relationship, on and off. Everyday. It was tiring, exhausting really. You just wanted him to say ‘I love you’ but he never did, it hurt you, so much he couldn’t say three simple words. (little time skip) You stood on the edge of the roof railing of your apartment, Adam standing behind you. Holding your waist as he whispered sweet nothings into your ear. Turning around, you looked at him again. You had to try again.

“8 letters, 3 words, say them and I’m all yours.”