Adrien breathed sharply - and there was a shiver to his breathing. The last time he'd felt that way... It had been with Giulio.

He had tried not to think about him - but, now, everything was spilling out; just one more thing that he couldn't control, he told himself with a bitter smile. He clawed his cheeks. He decided to allow himself to wander towards his memories - his cherished, painful memories of love that had slipped through his fingers.