{A BAR}

The bar was dim, warm, buzzing with soft music and the low murmur of people.

Gael was there with George, he just got back from a business trip and never expected that a lot would have happened in his absence.

He had to follow George, since he insisted they had to talk.

George sat across him, his fingers wrapped tightly around a bottle. His eyes were red, wet and filled with emotions. He looked like a man trying to pick up the pieces of a heart he never expected to break.

And Gael could only watch him.

"She’s the one who taught me how to love properly and…...