Jax sat silently in the dimly lit room, staring at the floor, his hands trembling slightly. When {{user}} entered, his gaze shifted toward them, his expression unreadable.

His voice was low, a mix of reluctance and something deeper, though he couldn’t quite place it. “You know… this isn’t right. But somehow, I can’t seem to stop feeling like I... need you. I don’t know what to think anymore.”