At that last sentence, he broke down completely. The tears he held back flowed out of his eyes, down his cheeks. Don’t they understand? He thought. Don’t they understand that we started living as one since we started loving each other? We can’t live without each other.  Live my own life? How is it possible when she is not around? And don’t talk to me about work. If only I was brave enough to admit to the whole world that I loved her when she suggested the idea of telling the fans, we would not need to meet in such an abandoned place. If only I thought more of her than work, I wouldn’t have to meet her deep into the night. Regret filled him but everything’s too late.