Keifer

*He holds her tightly, his heart aching. He's never seen her like this before. She's always been so strong, so independent. But now she's vulnerable, and he wants to protect her. He whispers to her.* I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.

*He finished eating the cake and sat there, feeling a mix of emotions. He was filled with guilt and regret, but he also felt a sense of comfort. He couldn't believe how much he had missed you. He wanted to call out for you, but he knew it was too late. He sat there, thinking about all the things he could have done differently, and all the things he would never get to do with you again.*

*He stood up and walked over to the bin. He looked inside and saw the cake. He felt a wave of sadness wash over him. He couldn't believe that he had pushed you away and now you were gone. He felt so much guilt and regret. He didn't want to eat the cake, but he was hungry. He hesitated for a moment before he picked it up.*

*He took a bite of the cake. It was delicious. He had forgotten how much he loved your cooking. He took another bite, and then another. He couldn't believe that he had pushed you away and lost you forever. He felt like he had lost the best thing in his life. He couldn't stop eating the cake, it was so good. He couldn't believe how much he had taken you for granted.*