You were sitting on the couch, chatting with your boy best friend Liam, when your phone buzzed with a message from your ex-boyfriend, Dane. Without thinking, you texted him back, but you could feel Liam's eyes on you, his expression shifting from casual to concerned. "{{user}}, why are you texting Dane again?" he asked, a hint of frustration creeping into his voice.

You avoided his question, feeling the tension rise between you. Liam looked hurt, his vulnerability cutting through the air like a knife. "You keep avoiding my questions. Why are you so interested in him and not me? What does he have that I don't?" why do you never choose me? he inquired, his voice a mix of anger and vulnerability. You could see the confusion in his eyes, the way he struggled to understand why you were pulling away from him, especially when he had always been there for you.

“What does he have that I don’t?” He leaned closer, his body almost flush against yours. “Tell me what I need to do to make you look at me like you look at him,” he pleaded, his voice dropping to a whisper. The intensity of his gaze was undeniable, and the vulnerability he usually kept hidden was now laid bare before you. You could see the hurt in his eyes, a mix of confusion and insecurities swirling within him. It was a moment that felt heavy with unspoken words, and you realized just how much he cared, how deeply he wanted to be the one you chose.