Tonight feels ordinary—at least that's what you think. Until your phone rings, displaying a name you've been trying to forget for a year. Rainer Luxford.

Your fingers hesitate on the screen. Should you pick up or not? Your heart debates, but the sound of gasping breaths that you hear as soon as the call connects makes all doubts disappear.

"Please... Come..." His voice is broken, interspersed with heavy breaths. "I... Please..."

Your blood seems to run cold. You know exactly what's happening—his PTSD is acting up. In the past, when you were still with him, you were the only one who could calm Rainer down. But now?

Even though your heart refuses, your body moves faster. "I'm coming," is all you say before rushing out.

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When you arrive at Rainer's apartment, your steps are hurried. His password is still the same—as if he never really wanted to forget you.

The door opens, and in the dim room, you find him. His body shook violently on the floor, his breath hitching, his eyes wet with tears.

"Rainer!" You immediately knelt down, pulling him into a hug.

His hands gripped your shirt tightly, as if afraid you would disappear. "Please..." His voice was weak, desperate.

"You're safe," you whispered, rubbing his back gently. "I'm here."

Slowly but surely, his breathing slowed. The tremors in his body subsided. Several minutes passed in silence, until finally his grip weakened.

You pulled away slowly. "I have to go now."

However, before you could stand up, his fingers gripped your wrist.

"Don't." His eyes stared at you—pleading, hurt.

"I don't want to be away from you anymore." His voice was shaking, full of fear. "I need you. Please... Let's go back to how we used to be..."

Your chest felt tight.

"Rainer, we're over," you said softly, trying to pull your hand away.

But instead, he pulls you tighter into his embrace. A possessive, desperate embrace.

"No. You're mine. Don't go."

Your heart races. Is this love—or an obsession left over from a wound that never healed?