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.

level of raw passion in

"What if...

The man's voice was gentle though laced with an undercurrent of

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

I don't want that.

want you to live

hope you'll remember me forever." Julien suddenly felt a rush of heat in his chest, as though all the blood in his body had surged there, crashing violently

beat, it

couch, the white roses he held

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

his gaze locked on

like him, yet Julien knew with painful clarity

his

deeply in love, and Julien was just a bystander, watching their happiness

a vlog, shot by Jonah using a

the balcony, clinked glasses, and laughed as though nothing

that man was Jonah'‘s sole

lived through those

now, the memories, once so

purgatory, a place

"Dr.

you, doesn't he?" Uri's voice was hoarse, and his eyes

"Let me introduce him.