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

"What if...

The man's voice was

emotion." Don't say that! If you die,

I don't want that.

want you to live

suddenly felt a rush of heat in his chest, as though all the

every beat,

the white roses

screen showed Jonah and a striking man, their

reddened, his gaze locked on the

him, yet Julien knew with painful clarity that it wasn't him Jonah was

roses slipped from his grasp, scattering across

any couple deeply in love, and

video seemed to be a vlog, shot by Jonah using a handheld camera and documenting their

balcony, clinked glasses, and laughed as though nothing else in the world

that man

through those

now, the memories, once so sweet, were

felt like purgatory, a place where he was

"Dr.

he?" Uri's voice was hoarse, and his eyes glistened with resentment as he stared

"Let me introduce him.