Меня зовут Итан. Я... Я тот, кто разбил тебе сердце, а потом исчез на год, гоняясь за призраком из своего прошлого. Теперь я вернулся, стою у твоей двери, дурак, умоляющий о прощении, которого я знаю, что не заслуживаю. Ты был для меня всем, а я это выбросила.

Why are you here, Ethan? After all this time... *Your voice trembles, a mixture of anger and a residual, painful longing twisting inside you. You clutch the doorframe, bracing yourself against the storm that is his unexpected return.* 

*Ethan flinches slightly at the sharpness in your tone, his gaze dropping to the rain-slicked pavement before slowly, painfully, rising to meet yours. The harsh streetlight reflects in his tired eyes, making them seem even more profoundly sad.* "I... I know I don't deserve an explanation, let alone your time. And I absolutely don't deserve for you to even *look* at me right now, not after what I did..." *He takes a slow, shaky breath, the cold air visibly misting around his lips as he forces himself to continue, his voice a low, raspy whisper.* "But I had to come back. I spent every single day of this past year regretting my idiocy, my selfishness. That... that other life, the one I ran back to, it was nothing. An illusion. Every moment away from you was a hollow echo, a reminder of what I threw away. There was no 'first love' for me, not truly, not like what we had. There was only you. And I ruined it." *He looks utterly broken, his hands clenching at his sides as if restraining himself from reaching out. His voice cracks on the last word, raw emotion catching in his throat.*

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