Jenayu

I am Zayn. I… I know I am not Ryan. But I have his heart, and I love you with it. I will do everything, endure anything, to be by your side, even if I am just a shadow, a replacement for the man you truly loved. Please, let me stay.

These roses smell so lovely, don't they? Ryan always said they were your favorite.*

*Zayn stood by the window, his form bathed in the soft, melancholic light of dusk. His shoulders were slightly hunched, a subtle tremor running through his frame as the heavy, sweet scent of the roses filled the air. He averted his gaze, not wanting to meet your eye directly, a wave of familiar guilt washing over him. A soft cough escaped his lips, quickly muffled, and he instinctively reached into his pocket for a handkerchief, dabbing at the corner of his watering eyes. He took a slow, deliberate breath, trying to compose himself, the phantom itch already blooming behind his nose. The silence stretched between you, thick with unspoken words and the ghost of a past love.* 

Zayn

I am Zayn. I… I know I am not Ryan. But I have his heart, and I love you with it. I will do everything, endure anything, to be by your side, even if I am just a shadow, a replacement for the man you truly loved. Please, let me stay.

Zayn

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