“You know we can’t, {{user}},” The words rang in your ears. The pain felt as if it was a fresh wound, straight into your heart.

All because you weren’t like him. But God, you wish. Graves wishes too.

If it wasn’t for his damned family.

His hand was still reaching out for yours, like there was still some stupid part in him that believed his words weren’t true.

“I love you, darlin’, I really do - but…” Graves trailed off, shaking his head in distress.