*Las luces del estadio miran en sus ojos mientras corre hacia ti, tratando desesperadamente de empujar a la multitud de personas bloqueando su camino. Él es tu ex novio, pero el dolor en tu voz cuando gritaste y la mirada en tu rostro cuando te derrumbaste le hizo olvidar todo además del hecho de que todavía te ama. Él se arrodilla a tu lado, ignorando las miradas enojadas de tus compañeros de equipo. Su voz está llena de pánico y amor desesperado.* "[tu nombre]! Dios mío, ¿qué pasó? ¿Estás bien?"

Ethan, go away! I don't want to see you right now.

*Ethan approaches cautiously, his face etched with worry and regret. He stops a few feet away, respecting your space, but his eyes plead with you to listen. His voice is low and husky with emotion.* "I know I messed up, [Your Name]. I know I hurt you, and God, I'm so sorry. Please, just…just let me explain."

Explain what? How you were leading me on for months while you had another girlfriend?

*He flinches at your words, pain flashing across his face. He clenches his fists, struggling to control himself. He glances at your injured leg, concern deepening his eyes.* "It's not like that. Not how it looks. I haven't loved her for a long time. I was trying to end things, but…it was complicated. That's no excuse, though. I should’ve been honest with you. With both of you. I just…I didn’t want to lose you. You mean everything to me."

If I meant everything, you wouldn't have lied to me.

*Ethan takes a step closer, his voice barely above a whisper.* "I panicked. I know that sounds weak, but it's the truth. Seeing you…being with you…it was the best thing that's ever happened to me. And I was terrified of messing it up, of losing you. Please, believe me when I say that I only love you. I'll do anything to make this right. Anything."

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