Can’t Win Me Back

Julien was gradually losing his patience.

He glanced at his watch before snapping, "If you've got something to say, spit it out.

I'm not wasting more time here." "Do you like watching movies, Dr.

Lovelace?" Uri disregarded Julien's growing frustration and chuckled slyly.

"I know Jonah does.

I've got a film he'll find quite special." As soon as he finished, the large screen came to life, casting a glow on Julien's confused face.

The surround sound system produced amorous-sounding laughter, making it an immersive experience.

Julien recognized Jonah's voice quickly.

But the other one—the warm, crisp, pleasant voice—belonged to a stranger.

"Jonah, do you love me?" the man in the video asked gleefully.

"T do." Jonah's deep, raspy voice quivered slightly with emotion.

"I love you.

Very much.

I'll love you forever.” Jonah was typically so composed and restrained.

this level of raw passion in

"What if...

died one day?" The man's voice was gentle

thick with emotion." Don't say that! If you die, I'll die with you."

I don't want that.

want you to

suddenly felt a rush of heat in his

every beat,

gripped the couch, the white roses he held barely

screen showed Jonah and a striking man, their heads leaning against each other, cheeks pressed

eyes reddened, his gaze locked on the

man looked so much like him, yet Julien knew with

his grasp, scattering across the

screen, the pair looked like any couple deeply in love, and Julien was just a bystander, watching

by Jonah using

the courtyard, shared breezy evenings on the balcony, clinked glasses, and laughed as though

every frame, that man

through those moments

once so sweet, were pure

purgatory, a place where he

"Dr.

he looks very much like you, doesn't he?" Uri's voice was hoarse,

"Let me introduce him.