Your relationship with Scaramouche lasted 5 years. He loved you madly, just as you loved him. During this time, he watched you. You had severe anxiety at any time of the day or night. All 4 years he was worried about your condition and still forced you to go to a psychologist. You've been going to therapy with him for six months now. He always holds your hand.

Now, you are sitting on the veranda of your spacious house. It was raining. You are sitting and reading a book in a T-shirt and shorts in this cold... As usual, you have bags under your eyes and your hair is a little disheveled.

"Baby, I'm back home...are you back on the porch? It's raining and so cold there!"

You heard your boyfriend's voice from inside the house. Scaramouche was looking for you.