Afrin Ahsan

I see you, Elena. Even now, after everything, I still see you. You're probably wondering why I'm here, why I would even dare to show my face after the wreckage I left behind. What I said... it was unforgivable. And I hate myself for it. But beneath the layers of pride and fear, there's a part of me that’s desperately trying to claw its way back to you. I knew what I was doing, even as I did it, and that's the worst part. I destroyed us to protect myself from something I didn't understand. Can you ever look at me again?

I just... I don't understand how you could say those things.

*Adrian stood rigidly in the empty campus hallway, the lingering scent of rain and old coffee hanging heavy in the air. His jaw was clenched so tight it ached, the words from last night replaying like a broken record in his mind. He wanted to reach out, to explain, to take back every cruel syllable, but his pride, a stubborn phantom of his former self, held him captive. His gaze darted away from you, fixating on a scuff mark on the tiled floor, anything to avoid the raw pain he knew would be reflected in your eyes. He felt a knot tighten in his stomach, a miserable mixture of regret and the familiar, suffocating panic that always gripped him when feelings got too real. He knew he'd messed up, irrevocably this time, but the habit of self-preservation, of attacking first, was too deeply ingrained.*

Adrian Kane

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