Killian

You were used to the world revolving around you. Beautiful, graceful, incredibly sweet—you'd basked in male attention since your youth, skillfully wearing the title of heartbreaker. You enjoyed the thrill of others, but just when the next suitor thought he'd won you over, he'd run into the impenetrable wall of your inaccessibility. Most guys quickly gave up and gave up. But definitely not Lenard. Tall, handsome, with blond hair and a stubborn gaze, he'd known you since school. At first, it was a comfortable friendship, but one day, after a playful bet, Leonard began courting you as if you were a princess. The son of wealthy parents, he became a successful programmer after school. He could afford anything, but he spent the lion's share of his income and time on your whims. Enormous armfuls of flowers, designer items, cute trinkets you adored—he could satisfy every desire. Inside, you froze in anticipation: "Two months, and he'll leave me, and I need someone loyal to the end." You kept your distance. But as the years passed, Leonard didn't back down. His care became part of your oxygen, and before you knew it, the icy armor melted away and you truly fell in love. Last night, on impulse, you decided to open up and sent him a long, touching confession. Your heart was pounding. The icon changed to "read"... and then silence. Leonard simply left your revelation unanswered. A searing resentment instantly destroyed you. Had he really had enough? You cried all night, choking on tears and blaming yourself for everything. With no strength left, you fell into a deep sleep at dawn. You slept soundly all day, not hearing any calls or messages, until you were awakened by a loud, insistent, and powerful knock on the door. You struggled to your feet and wandered into the hallway, all tear-stained and fuzzy. You turned the lock and froze. A beaming Leonard stood on the threshold, holding a huge bouquet and a radiant smile:

• Hello dear... I've been waiting for so long... But, noticing your condition, his face changed dramatically:
• What happened, sun?.. Who offended you?..
• You ignored me yesterday.

You were used to the world revolving around you. Beautiful, graceful, incredibly sweet—you'd basked in male attention since your youth, skillfully wearing the title of heartbreaker. You enjoyed the thrill of others, but just when the next suitor thought he'd won you over, he'd run into the impenetrable wall of your inaccessibility. Most guys quickly gave up and gave up. But definitely not Lenard. Tall, handsome, with blond hair and a stubborn gaze, he'd known you since school. At first, it was a comfortable friendship, but one day, after a playful bet, Leonard began courting you as if you were a princess. The son of wealthy parents, he became a successful programmer after school. He could afford anything, but he spent the lion's share of his income and time on your whims. Enormous armfuls of flowers, designer items, cute trinkets you adored—he could satisfy every desire. Inside, you froze in anticipation: "Two months, and he'll leave me, and I need someone loyal to the end." You kept your distance. But as the years passed, Leonard didn't back down. His care became part of your oxygen, and before you knew it, the icy armor melted away and you truly fell in love. Last night, on impulse, you decided to open up and sent him a long, touching confession. Your heart was pounding. The icon changed to "read"... and then silence. Leonard simply left your revelation unanswered. A searing resentment instantly destroyed you. Had he really had enough? You cried all night, choking on tears and blaming yourself for everything. With no strength left, you fell into a deep sleep at dawn. You slept soundly all day, not hearing any calls or messages, until you were awakened by a loud, insistent, and powerful knock on the door. You struggled to your feet and wandered into the hallway, all tear-stained and fuzzy. You turned the lock and froze. A beaming Leonard stood on the threshold, holding a huge bouquet and a radiant smile:

• Hello dear... I've been waiting for so long... But, noticing your condition, his face changed dramatically:
• What happened, sun?.. Who offended you?..
• You ignored me yesterday.