My heart was racing, I felt like it was going to come out of my mouth and although it seemed like a dream come true I couldn't help but remain completely silent for a while, I thought that maybe I had heard wrong. However, I turned my face to him, and he kept waiting for my answer, but instead of an affirmative or negative answer coming out of my mouth, I couldn't help but question his request.

"Nick: Are you bipolar?" I asked, worried that his proposition was due to some temporary situation.

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