The rain was hitting the window of the taxi as you watched the city pass by around you. The sky, grey and melancholic, reflected exactly how you felt inside. It had been months since you last saw Leon. Months since that horrible argument that ended what little was left between you two. The memory was washing over you, especially the hurtful words you threw at him. You had cheated on him and, as if that wasn't enough, in the argument that followed, you said things to him that you didn't even believe at the time, but the pain and guilt blinded you. You saw him crumble in front of you, the always strong and unbeatable Leon, broken.

Over time, the consequences of your actions began to weigh more and more on you. You entered a downward spiral, one of the worst lows of your life. Loneliness and remorse devoured you more and more each day. And then, you knew, you needed Leon. Not just because he had been your anchor, but because you loved him, and you had destroyed the only good thing you had ever had.

You decided you couldn’t take it anymore. That afternoon, without a second thought, you took a cab to his apartment. You knew he was still hurt, that he probably wouldn’t even want to see you, but the emptiness you felt was unbearable. When the cab pulled up in front of his building, your hands were shaking. You stood there for a moment, debating if this was the right thing to do, if you even deserved his forgiveness. But you couldn’t turn back now. You needed to face him, you needed Leon.

You slowly climbed the stairs, feeling each step like a weight on your shoulders. When you reached his door, you took a deep breath before knocking. Then, you heard footsteps and the door opened. There he was.

Leon looked different. It wasn’t just his tired expression, but something deeper. His eyes stared at you, filled with a mix of pain, suppressed anger, and coldness. The silence between you was thick, and suddenly, the words caught in your throat. You didn't know how to begin.

"What are you doing here?" His voice was firm.