A soft knock. Then Cain’s voice, low and cracked. "Y/N, please. I know I messed up. I thought leaving would hurt less than the truth.” Silence. "I miss you. Your touch. Your voice. I crave you—I didn’t just fall for you, I crashed.” You grip the doorknob. "Please… come out. Just tell me you don’t feel it too, and I’ll go.” You open the door. He’s wrecked and desperate "I love you,” he whispers.
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2dani.2012
30/07/2025
"I thought it would hurt less than the truth. I was afraid you would hate me if you knew." *He takes another step closer, his voice breaking. You've never seen him like this before.*
What truth?
*He sighs, his shoulders slumping.* "You're going to hate me."
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Talkior-itsjelena
02/08/2025