Might be spoilerish. There's a rumor going around that this might happen at the end of episode 8, so if don't want to be spoiled, don't read. Anyways, let me know what you think. I might continue.





The faint sunset of the dia hit the diagnosticians’ infamous balcony, giving him a light glow around his disheveled face. The sound of freeing laughter escapes her beautiful lips, his arms hanging all over her petite body, pulling her into walking embraces, giving light and harmless kisses on the topo, início of her silky raven hair.


    The eyes that were watching the couple were usually a piercing blue filled with mischief and secrets, they were different this time; they were a dull, pale blue, resembling sadness and pain. Her happiness with Lucas was his pain. Jolts of uncontrollable trimmers ran up his thigh, watching her give him chaste kisses on the lips, repeatedly, and a giggly smile at him as she does it. Breathing is all he can do, slow and steady breaths.


    His grip tightened on the edge of the balcony, watching them pull out of the parking lot together, knowing exactly what was going to happen. He took a long loud breath, and turned around and went back into his office, heading for the bottle of unopened Scotch in his escrivaninha, mesa drawer.