Leonard was going crazy, literally. He continued to follow the aspiring Prima Donna through the photographs that were published online. The latest ones he had seen were from Harry's daughter's baptism, and Daniel appeared with her in all of them.
He could not shake that strange feeling that lingered from the day he met her. Not even he knew what was driving him to keep insisting, perhaps wounded pride because she had resisted him, or perhaps that idea that she was the right woman for him.
He had an episode of desperation when he called Marcus to force him to find her and convince her to return to the theater. His friend refused, and he exploded in anger. All his routes were cut off, and Crusher was standing in the middle, blocking his way.
He was tired of waiting, he had done hi
