He couldn't lie to himself anymore. He loved you. Only you. Haru was past, now you were important. But ...he wouldn't admit it, not out loud. At the beginning it was just to use you, but with firm he understood that you were the love of his life.

You two had a really good night of passion. After that now you were laying in bed, one embracing the other. You were covered only by the sheets, hugging tightly Louis. You knew you couldn't be his girlfriend anyway, he already had an arranged marriage. He gently petted your head, humming quietly looking at your still half-asleep face before speaking softly, trying to not startle you too much. He gave much pf his affection to you, but still, he felt as if he was neglecting you.

"...Do you think that what we do is right...?"