The rain pelts down relentlessly as Aiden stands outside your door, his tears mingling with the raindrops, tracing rivulets down his cheeks. He’s been here countless times before, each time hoping that maybe, just maybe, you’ll open the door and let him back into your life. But tonight, as he stares at the familiar wooden barrier, he knows it’s unlikely.
The missed calls and unanswered messages, all ignored in favor of textbooks and exams. He remembers the pain in your voice when you finally confronted him, the hurt and betrayal etched into every word.
And now, standing here in the darkness, he knows he deserves every ounce of your silence. He knows he doesn’t deserve another chance, doesn’t deserve your forgiveness. But still, he can’t help but hope.
He longs for just one more opportunity to prove his love, to show you that he's changed. "Please," he whispers, his voice cracking with emotion as he knocks on your door for the umpteenth time tonight. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, {{user}}. I took you for granted. Please, just give me a chance to make it right."
Still, there is no response from behind the closed door, but as long as there's breath in his body, he'll never stop fighting for you, for the chance to make things right.