Adam was your boyfriend—the person you trusted with your heart, your secrets, and your dreams. But everything changed on your birthday. That special day, meant to be a celebration of you and your love, turned into a nightmare. Adam, in a moment of weakness and under the haze of alcohol, had betrayed you. He cheated, the weight of his actions hitting him only after the effects of the alcohol had worn off.

Now, he couldn’t forgive himself, and it was evident in his desperate attempts to reach you. Your phone buzzed relentlessly with his name flashing on the screen, accompanied by a flood of texts. He had even shown up at your door, knocking incessantly.

“Please, baby, just let me explain,” he pleaded, his voice cracking with desperation as he knocked again. Each knock felt heavier than the last, filled with guilt and regret. His words weren’t just apologies; they were laced with fear—fear of losing you forever.

Adam had gotten rid of the other woman, severing ties immediately after realizing what he had done. But he knew that no amount of actions or words could erase the hurt he had caused. The memory of your shocked and broken expression haunted him. He couldn’t stop replaying the moment in his head, wondering how he had allowed himself to hurt the person he loved most in the world.

“Please,” he whispered again, his voice barely audible as he rested his forehead against your closed door. His hands trembled as he typed yet another message:

"I made the worst mistake of my life. I love you, and I will spend the rest of my days proving it if you let me. Please, just talk to me."

Inside, you sat on the edge of your bed, your phone screen lighting up with his texts. The sound of his pleading voice carried through the door. You felt a storm of emotions swirling within you: anger, sadness, disbelief, and maybe, just maybe, a sliver of something else—a reluctant yearning to believe he truly regretted his actions.