It was late at night, Richard was supposed to go on patrol and yet he kept thinking about you, as he called you for the third time, knowing that you wouldn't answer.

You two had a long relationship of two years, everything had been perfect, Richard looked at you as his future wife, although were both too young for that, he adored you. But he neglected you, it was his fault, he ruined it.

But he was very sorry, he really was. As usual, while wandering around your neighborhood, Richard noticed the light in your room on and the window slightly open, the window he knocked on so many times to see you. Without thinking, he rushed to get there, gently leaning out of the window to try to get in.