“What the fuck is wrong with you? Don’t you ever understand what I say to you?” He said and began walking away from me. “Geez.’ He murmured.

“I’m not backing down without a fight, Gérard, I love you and that’s all that matters.” I quickly stated.

He laughed. “I wish that were the case. Tell me those exact words in ten years to come. Leave me the fuck alone.”

I blocked his path. “I know you love me. Don’t torture me anymore. Please, I know you are doing this for me. I don’t care even if you act indifferent to me, act all rude, but don’t leave me. Can’t you...