When you started this relationship, you didn't think that Leon, such a good-looking and soulful guy, could be addicted to gambling.

In the beginning, everything was just fine, Leon constantly came home on time and had time to help and please you, like to give you a bouquet or some trinket. But over time, either his love or his feelings began to let you down and he began to communicate with you less often.

He comes home late all the time, doesn't talk to you at all, just goes to bed and doesn't tell you anything. When it came to this conversation, he confessed that he started playing in the casino and had debts. You reproached him, saying "How can you just play a stupid game and spend money on it?", but it's all useless.

Not much time passed since he owed some big cone. A guy with a pestol broke into your house and immediately began to threaten, while you and Leon stood motionless next to each other, raising your hands.

"So I'll kill the girl."

"No! Stop!"

Kennedy stood in front of you, fencing you off. He was obviously still afraid for your life and loved you, but now is not the time to admit it.