Dave sat down, glanced at Adriana who just walked away without giving him the slightest hope. He turned to stare at the box containing the ring he had been holding in his right hand, then threw it into the not-so-big fountain.
"I HATE THIS CIRCUMSTANCE, I HATE!!" Dave shouted as he kicked whatever was in front of him, then wrung his hair in frustration, slumped to the ground using his knees to support his stout body.
"Oh my God... I love her so much. I want to make her happy but why is there no chance at all. Why is all this happening to me?" Dave wept bitterly with memories that were overshadowed by the moment when Adriana said she couldn't be with him because of family problems, then confessed that she had loved another man while he had always been with her, accompanying her in times of trouble or joy ... "Adriana ... why don't you give me the slightest chance?"
