He always looked at me and followed me.
He was gentle and obedient, looking like a little puppy.
As a rich young man, Luke was always arrogant and serious, but he looked like an innocent boy in front of me.
He would hug my neck and call me affectionately.
He would put his arms around my waist and say "I love you".
He would go to buy me my favorite snacks.
He would carefully stay by my bedside and wait for my fever to subside.
He would even wear an apron and cook my favorite dishes in the kitchen.
After three months together, I fell in love with him.
But he had a fiancée.
I shook the glass in my hand and drank it all.
"Well, I'll meet another man," I said.
"So what are you going to do?"
Amy asked what I was going to do with Luke, who often went to my home.
I shook my head and drank glass after glass of wine.
Alex hesitated to speak.
I couldn't help but ask him what he wanted to say.
Alex was Luke's friend.
His relationship with Amy was deeper and deeper.
He knew a lot about what happened between Luke and me.
Alex said Luke was going to get engaged next month.
He had known Luke for more than ten years, but he had never heard Luke mention it.