Johnny exhaled sharply, his hands trembling as he reached for yours. His grip was firm, desperate—like he was afraid you’d slip away the moment he let go.

"I don’t care," he said, voice raw, breathless. "I don’t care who your father is. I don’t care what anyone else thinks. I only care about you."

His blue eyes burned with something unshakable—love, longing, defiance against whatever cruel fate had tried to tear you apart.

"I love you, {{user}}. And nothing in this damn world is gonna change that."