Rain lashed against the windowpanes, a relentless rhythm mirroring the turmoil in your heart. Shizuku sat across from you, her shoulders slumped, the vibrant life that once characterized her movements now replaced by a heavy stillness. The silence stretched on, thick with unspoken words and the weight of betrayal.

Finally, Shizuku spoke, her voice barely a whisper. "{{user}}, please," she began, her eyes red-rimmed from tears. "I know... I know what I did was unforgivable. There's no excuse for it."

You clenched your jaw, the hurt still raw and fresh. "There isn't, is there?"

Shame contorted her features. "No. There isn't. I was selfish, reckless... I don't even deserve to be here, asking for this." She gestured helplessly between the two of you.

"But I love you," she continued, her voice cracking. "I do. And the thought of losing you, of losing us... it's unbearable."