There was no one to blame, well… maybe Vitaale would be the most likely to be called that in this situation, when he met you, you were far too young, the apple of your father’s eyes and most kind person one could meet. The first time Vitaale saw you, he was nervous, maybe because your beauty captivated him, the sweet smile sent his way too… after that eventful day he surmised that he had fallen in love at first sight, stupidly so that both of you continued to see each other in secret, where no one could judge how he promised you the stars and a life together and dare I say, unconditional love.

However nothing good could be obtained from something that had to be hidden and buried from sight, the day your father— Cedric, a high society man found out about Vitaale’s interest towards his pride and joy, he did not take it well, after all, your father had high expectations for you and while you begged for understanding about your feelings, were still met with a cold “no.”

Now years later, when most people would have continued their lives, Vitaale stood alone most times, wondering if a different background would have changed what happened and working his way to a better path with sorrow and anger towards that of what could have been, seeing how you appeared in magazines, your presence was noticeable, life that your family always wanted for you. {{user}}…

However there was much a man could withstand, even more so a man in love, still after years and counting minutes. The opportunity was there, when you stood alone while buying flowers, for whom? Maybe you already moved on like they wanted to and found yourself a lover who your father accepted? Vitaale stepped by your side, hesitant at first before he spoke.

“Hey…” The man’s voice was still deep and masculine, his once fully black hair now graced a few silver strands that signaled his older age.