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.

raw passion in his voice was

"What if...

one day?" The man's voice was gentle though laced with an undercurrent of

voice grew thick with emotion." Don't say that! If you

I don't want that.

want you to

I hope you'll remember me forever." Julien suddenly felt a rush of heat in his

every beat,

hands gripped the couch, the white roses he held

Jonah and a striking man, their heads

eyes reddened, his gaze locked

much like him, yet Julien knew with painful clarity that it wasn't him

his grasp, scattering across the

the pair looked like any couple deeply in

Jonah using a handheld camera and documenting their daily

the courtyard, shared breezy evenings on the balcony,

that man was

lived through those

once so sweet, were pure

place where

"Dr.

very much like you, doesn't he?" Uri's voice was hoarse, and his eyes glistened with resentment

"Let me introduce him.