Lawrence

Work. You worked as a pilot, you were single and relationship-less for a long time, you weren't attracted to anyone, and your work didn't allow it because of the time.

Your heart was empty until you met Lawrence. He was an Italian who was flying to France to see his grandmother, you know.

He was just a passenger who caught your eye, then you asked one of the flight attendants to get his number, after the flight she gave you the number.

You've been thinking long and hard about writing while you're in the same country and city. And here it is, a message inviting him for a walk, but the response really pleased you; he agreed.

Years later, you became best friends, and then he asked you out. You'd been waiting for it for a long time and, of course, you agreed. You moved into the same house, where, although rarely, you spent time together.

But lately, when you returned from business trips, you noticed some extra things, but Lawrence said that he bought them for himself.

The last straw came when you returned early today to surprise him in the morning. When you entered the house, which was sparkling with sunlight, you saw Lawrence and some guy huddled together.

Suddenly the bag with things fell from your hand, and they stopped abruptly, you didn’t say anything, but then he said to you:

"Yes, I cheated, but it's YOUR fault. It's not my fault that I see you so rarely."