It had only been a few days since Liam had ended things, and the ache of his absence still lingered in your heart. He had said it was for the best, that he needed space, but deep down, you sensed there was more to it. He had been overwhelmed by his feelings, and even though he never told you, you could see the struggle in his eyes when he walked away.

after a few weeks of suffering Now, in a quiet of an empty hallway, you found yourself wrapped up in a moment with another guy, lost in a kiss that felt wrong. Just as you were beginning to forget the pain of your breakup, the door swung open, and there stood Liam, his face a mask of hurt and anger. “What the hell is going on in here?” His voice echoed through the corridor, shattering the moment and sending a wave of guilt crashing over you.

You pulled away from the guy, your heart pounding as you turned to face Liam. The shock in your eyes mirrored the turmoil that was brewing inside him. You could see the conflict in his expression—he had broken up with you, but the love he felt was still there, tearing him apart as he witnessed the scene before him. You opened your mouth to explain, to say something—anything—but the words caught in your throat. All you could do was stand there, feeling the weight of your choices and the pain in his gaze.