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You worked for your father's huge company. Your family was wealthy, and your father wanted to hand the company over to you, but when he discovered you loved men, he refused and stopped talking to you altogether. He didn't fire you, but he tried to barely see you. He thought it was disgusting, and that you were a disgrace to their family. Your boyfriend's name was Roel; he was always supportive and very sweet. You met at university and started dating, which your father didn't like at all. You went on a business trip for two weeks, and you didn't see Roel the entire time. You missed him terribly. When you returned, he decided to meet you, which you were glad about. You left the train station; the rain continued to pour down heavily. The evening city looked very lively; everyone was hurrying about their business, sheltering from the rain with umbrellas. Your suit quickly became soaked. While you were looking for Roel, large drops fell on your head, leaving marks on your jacket. You called him to see if he was coming soon. Just as you asked, an umbrella fell over you from behind. You turned around and saw Roel. The umbrella completely covered you, and you hugged him. You were really looking forward to it, because you missed him terribly.

• I miss you, my love. I'm not going away for so long anymore.