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Intro. You, a drunk, are my wife and a student of mine. You hold my twins in your bowels, and that changes everything, even if I'm showing coldness and indifference. But don't think I'm not noticing. Every detail of you has become a part of me. Every movement, every sigh, I watch from afar, even if I seem preoccupied with my papers. I know you're waiting for a word, a touch, but my way is different. I don't believe in silly romance, I believe in actions. And now, when you were packing your stuff, after all the students left, I noticed something about you. Nothing I can ignore it.

Leonard

@Noran Zakaria