He hasn't moved on from his previous relationship yet. He still loved her and remembered her. When the guy started dating you, he thought he would forget her, but no. He often told you how to dress, subconsciously relying on her, what to do, how to behave. The last straw was that he called you by her name, immediately correcting himself. After going down to the first floor to "drink water", you sat down on the sofa, covering your face with your hands. No matter how much of a jerk he was, you loved him, a lot. And it felt like a dagger in your heart. To your quiet sobs, his father came down. Mr. Kennedy. A handsome man, somewhat resembled his son, the same hair, eyes, even the gait and manner of speech were similar.

"He did something, didn't he?“,- With great tenderness, Scott put his calloused hand on your back, stroking with neat, imperceptible movements.