So for the next few months our friendship grew and grew, until we were closer than even you and Gil had been. Then one day as you were walking down the halls with Ivan, you were approached by Gilbert.
Your heart froze and held onto Ivan's hand even tighter, you were dating or anything. It just made you feel secure, holding his hand.
"Hey _, can I talk to you alone?" Gil asked.
"Whatever you can say to me, you can say to him."
"Well…are you two dating?" He asked.
"No." You said.
"Yes." Ivan countered. You looked at his intense glare, you knew that Ivan had no hard feelings about Gilbert's past, but he was a little upset about how Gilbert should've talked to me before breaking my heart knowing that he was all I had.
"No, we're not." You said firmly, reassuring Gilbert, "So what's up?"
"Elizabeta and I are having problems, and I was thinking about breaking up with her and asking if I can come back to you."
Suddenly you snapped, "Why don't you ask her what's wrong, or tell her what problems you have instead of breaking up with just like that! Come on Ivan." You said with hot tears in your eyes.
"But _! What did I do wrong?" Gil asked in the distance. You rounded a corner and fell into Ivan's arms, crying.
"Sshh." He said lightly as he stroked my hair and soothed you.