Chapter 1: Nighttime meeting.
Georges got off his train now at the age of 17 , and looked towards the gateway- smiling as he took in the outline of a tall, handsome looking man.
"Robert" He smiled, running to him as fast as he could, only stopping when his thin, fragile frame collided with that of a muscular one.
"I missed you so much" He said, clinging to Robert's coat like there was no tomorrow.
"Georges…" The said boy looked up, their eyes meeting for a moment. He saw regret in Robert's clear blue orbs. He moved his hands to the sides of Roberts face, inching it towards his own.
"What's wrong?" Georges asked.
"There's someone else" Robert said, tugging from Georges,
"Sorry" Robert muttered as he hurried away.
Georges looked after the retreating silhouette, only letting tears fall when the figure had disappeared into the night.
Robert banged his fist onto a nearby wall in frustration as he kept replaying his actions over and over again in his head. "Damn father! Damn Louis!"
He slammed his fist against it again. Tears of anger welled at the corners of his eyes, he brushed them away impatiently.
"Damn arranged marriages!"
It was midnight by the time Georges had the guts to arrive home without breaking down into tears. "You're train got in so late! Where's Robert? Didn't he bring you here?"
Mrs. Saphir asked in a concerned voice.
"He had to go somewhere" Georges said, he then hugged his mother and quietly dragged himself to his room. That night both boys lay in bed, tears running as the one happy ending they had promised each other was torn into oblivion.