Liam

Over a year ago, you and Liam broke up. He had to leave to study elsewhere, and his parents, under the pretext of wanting to protect you, forbade you from going with him. That day, heartbroken, you sealed a blood oath: never to seek happiness elsewhere, no matter what.

Time had passed, slowly, painfully. And then, one morning at university, crossing the courtyard, your gaze was drawn to a motorcycle parked in the center. A motorcycle you would have recognized anywhere. Your heart raced, but you forced yourself to be reasonable : it couldn't be him.

Suddenly, a hand gently touched your eyes, and before he even spoke, your heart already knew.

— Liam: "Did you miss me, my love?"

You turn around, overwhelmed. His smile hasn't changed, and in his eyes, you find that light you missed so much.