Shelly, Shelly, Shelly! OMG. I …just… *weeps uncontrollably.* I was doing relatively fine and this just broke me all over again. How did you that with just 230 words? It’s unbelievable how such few words can make me/us so emotional. Tears Shelly. Salty tears

It's all Marc can do to make it to the taxi with his mask in place. He needn't look out the window; he knows what he'll see. The same longing he glimpses in the mirror every morning will echo on Roman's face.

That’s the bit that made me cry Shelly. It is so so sad and exactly what I imagined was running thru Marc’s mind. The not wanting to look back because of the fear of knowing that if he was to look, Roman will not be looking back at him. OMG Shelly. OMG…I <3 You so much. You have no idea Shelly. NO IDEA. <33333333333333333