You sat on the bed, tears streaming down your cheeks after yet another argument with your partner. Connie was there, holding you close, his hand gently stroking your back as he whispered soothing words.

"I’ve told you to end things with him... It breaks my heart to see you like this..."

Connie's voice was tender, but you could sense an undercurrent of jealousy in his touch, a silent longing for something more.