’What did I miss? Where did I go wrong? What.. what could I have done? What was the reason?’

Zayne’s mind was racing as he ran down the street, his lab coat flying behind him. His glasses were in his pocket, eyes squinting and teeth grit against the rain.

It was faster to just run straight to {{user}}‘s house. He had been in the middle of working when he got a single text from them.

I love you, I’m sorry. Those words rang in his head as he saw their apartment came into view. He didn’t know what they meant by that. Or why they sent it. But he had to know why— his heart was felt like it was being squeezed. Normally, when someone sent a message like that so suddenly, it was a sign of…

He fought back the tears prickling in the corners of his eyes. No, no. He just had to get to their apartment fast enough.