She stood up. "I have to go to the law office. Please leave."

He grabbed her hand.

Suddenly, Alexis found herself pinned on the sofa by Leonel.

His face hovered close to her neck, his voice hoarse and pained.

"Alexis, I've wronged you over the years! But can't you give me another chance? I've lost everything! I never loved her, truly!"

“But you thought you could fall for her!"

Alexis spoke calmly. “Leonel, discussing this serves no purpose. Be direct, like you used to be. No one dies from a breakup. You've lived well these past 8 years. And you should keep doing so. Why continue this torment?"

She tried to push him away.

But Leonel's grip on her wrist tightened.

Suddenly, he kissed her.

Alexis resisted. He forced her chin up, making her succumb to his advances.

His kisses were fervent, his tongue relentless.

His hand moved under her clothes, caressing her, trying to rekindle something. Yet, she was unmoved.

Alexis was sweating, and she looked away.

“Leonel, intimacy changes nothing. I don't like you anymore!"

Finally, she freed herself, went into the bedroom to get ready for work, and left the apartment.

If he wouldn't leave, she would!

Leonel lingered in the apartment, hopeful. He purchased an array of groceries and prepared her favorite Thai, Italian, and French dishes...

Yet, Alexis never came back.

She relinquished her home just to avoid him.