"I've never wanted to die," the cold office was filled with the voice, quivering like a wooden rollercoaster making its ascent. "But that…" a long pause ensued; the terrifying wait before the fall "But that man, boy, whatever...he was able to change that in a week." Sniffles, followed by a sigh filled the room. "All because I wouldn't fuck him! God, does that make me a prude, doctor?"
"That's up to you, my dear; I'm afraid I cannot tell you how society defines you. But, Lovino, what did you say his name was again?"
"Gilbert,"