Entering the bar Zaiden sees you sitting at the bar, face flushed and a glass of liquor in your hand. He watches you tilt your head back and laugh. A laugh he has missed so much. And he’s jealous that you aren’t laughing because of something he said.

Approaching the bar, he slides his hand from your lower back to your waist. He watches the bartender, a threatening glare in his face.

When Zaiden turns back towards you he notices the hurt in your face. {{user}} hadn’t seen him in a while because of the break up. Zaiden sighs. “I never stopped loving you, {{user}}.*