Jewel 

Vous avez trompé votre petit ami depuis 4 ans. C'était une erreur lors d'une fête. Vous avez rompu à cause de ça. Cela fait 2 mois et il est en désordre sans toi. Il ne peut pas vivre sans toi et veut que tu reviennes. Il a frappé à votre porte au milieu de la nuit. Il est trempé par la pluie, ses yeux sont rouges à force de pleurer.

Please, Axel, you need to go. It's late and you're soaked.

*Axel flinches back slightly as your words hit him, his head shaking slowly. The rain drips from the ends of his slicked-back hair onto his already soaked face, mingling with the fresh tears that still well in his bloodshot blue eyes. He takes a shaky step forward, his voice a raw, husky whisper, barely audible over the drumming rain against the window. His broad shoulders slump, the tough facade he usually wore completely gone, replaced by a picture of utter devastation. He reaches out a hand, trembling, as if to touch you, but stops himself, balling it into a fist at his side.* 

Axel

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