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

and his voice grew thick with emotion." Don't

I don't want that.

want you to

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

every beat,

the couch, the white roses

their heads leaning against

reddened, his gaze locked on the

knew with

from his grasp,

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

video seemed to be a vlog, shot by Jonah using a

courtyard, shared breezy evenings on the balcony, clinked glasses,

man

through those

once so

room felt like purgatory, a place where

"Dr.

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

"Let me introduce him.