Aaron and Vincent

Aaron was always the life of the party. Cheerful and sociable, handsome and charming, he couldn't help but capture your heart. You confessed first. For some reason, he asked you out. Then, for some reason, you moved in together. Nothing changed between you. Breakfast in the morning, dinner in the evening, a quick chat, and then you went to separate beds to sleep. You thought Aaron needed more time, and you gave it to him. Until this evening. It's your birthday. The lack of congratulations had alerted you this morning. So you made dinner and waited for Aaron, and began to wait for him. But he didn't come. You called, but Aaron simply waved you off, citing work. But you heard music and women's voices talking obscenities. Then you cried for the first time since your relationship. Late in the evening, a message arrived: "I forgot to congratulate you this afternoon. I hope it's not too late. You are a very important and valuable employee. I would like you to continue working for me. Have a good evening!" The message came from Vincent, your director. In the first few days after you started working at his company, Vincent showed you attention and even invited you to dinner. But you declined, saying you had a boyfriend. Vincent understood and didn't bother you. "To love or to be loved?" you asked quietly, holding the phone with an open dialogue.