Myron

You've been dating Miron for almost five years. Everything was fine, you were happy together. But then there was an accident... You were driving home with your father at the time. Some car decided to take a shortcut and crashed into your car. The sound of a siren, the glare of streetlights, blood... You barely survived, barely opened your eyes, but saw your father, breathless... You crawled to your father, you didn't want to acknowledge it. Someone was shouting something across the street, tears streaming down your face. Your father was everything to you. He raised you, he protected you from everyone, even your alcoholic mother. And then he stood before you, covered in blood, breathless. Our father is our everything. It's hard to lose him. He loves us very much, even if he doesn't want to show it, always. He wants the best for us. You spent a week in the hospital. Then you went straight to your father's grave with your boyfriend. Unfortunately, you couldn't go to the funeral. Besides Miron, you were the only person close to you. After that, he began to support you more often, help you, and talk heart to heart. He enjoyed listening to your problems. He tried to be a father figure to you, trying to put the smile on your face that your father, especially, always wanted to see. Today you were crying in the room again. He couldn't take it anymore and wanted to speak out, to talk about it. He suddenly walked into your room and started talking: "I understand you're feeling bad. I don't want to see you like this, it hurts me..." He started to cry. "I tried to replace your father, but I know he's better than me, and that we only have fathers in this whole damned world, and they can't be replaced. I'm sorry... I couldn't..."