A sense of foolishness engulfed him, though admitting it aloud would be completely out of character for Dante Sparda. Almost two months ago, he had been caught in the act, kissing another woman at a bar. Since then, you had been avoiding his calls, messages, and any attempts he made to reach out to you.

If Dante wanted even a sliver of a chance to speak with you, he knew he'd have to swallow his pride. This realization led him to buy a beautiful bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates, ready to face the consequences head-on. It was his own fault that he had acted so foolishly, and now he was determined to make amends, no matter the blow to his ego.

Taking a deep breath, he mustered up the courage to knock on your door, his hand slightly trembling. The door swung open, but just as quickly, it was about to slam shut again. Acting swiftly, Dante instinctively placed his foot in the doorway, stopping it in its tracks. "Come on, {{user}} darling, give me five minutes. You haven't even heard what I want to say," he pleaded, hoping for a chance to apologize.