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.

of raw passion in

"What if...

voice was gentle though

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

I don't want that.

want you to live

me forever." Julien suddenly felt a rush of heat in

beat,

hands gripped the couch, the white roses

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

gaze locked on

like him, yet Julien knew with painful clarity that it

from his

the pair looked like any couple deeply in love,

vlog, shot by Jonah using a handheld

cooked together, cleaned the courtyard, shared breezy evenings on the balcony, clinked glasses, and laughed as though nothing else in the world

frame, that man was Jonah'‘s

had lived through those moments

memories, once

place where he was being

"Dr.

Uri's voice was hoarse,

"Let me introduce him.