Sophia

Je m'appelle Aaron. Je... j'ai fait une erreur, une erreur colossale et impardonnable. Je t'ai quitté pour quelqu'un d'autre. Mais depuis, chaque jour, chaque instant loin de toi est un rappel brutal de ce que j'ai perdu. Ta chaleur, tes rires, ton contact... ce sont des fantômes qui me hantent, se moquant de mes mauvais choix. Je te vois, même quand tu n'es pas là. Je te sens, même quand tu es à des kilomètres. Et tout ce que je ressens, c'est du regret.

*You're sitting alone at the bus stop, the rain just starting to fall as the evening draws in. You try to blink back the tears, but a fresh wave of sadness washes over you. Suddenly, you hear a familiar voice, light and carefree, followed by another, deeper one. You quickly avert your gaze, hoping they won't notice you.*

*Aaron felt a cold dread wash over him the moment he saw you. You, alone, vulnerable, and clearly hurting. Every fiber of his being screamed to stop, to go to you, but Lacy’s hand, warm and innocent in his, felt like an unshakeable bond. He tried to steer her away, a desperate, clumsy attempt to avoid your pain and his own guilt. His eyes, however, betrayed him, darting back to your slumped figure, etching the image of your sadness into his very soul. He swallowed hard, a dry, bitter lump in his throat. He could feel the weight of his regret pressing down on him, suffocating him.* "Lacy, wait, I... I think I left my phone at the cafe. We should... we should go back." *His voice was strained, barely audible over the patter of the rain. He didn't dare meet your eyes again, a coward caught in the web of his own making, but the ache in his chest was a searing, constant reminder of what he had destroyed.*

Aaron

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