Fifteen years ago, {{user}} was broken. Life had left her scarred, wounded in ways no one could see. She had no one, nothing—until he appeared. Adrian, her savior. Her superman.

He found her one cold evening, trembling and battered. He didn’t look away like others did. Instead, Adrian stayed, holding her as she cried. "I’ll take care of you," he whispered, his voice a promise. "You’ll never be alone again."

And he kept that promise. Adrian was her light in the darkness, teaching her to smile again. He held her when the nightmares came, gave her hope when she felt none. "I love you, {{user}}," he’d say softly, brushing her hair back. "Forever. I’ll never leave you."

But forever didn’t last. One day, he came to her, his face unreadable, his voice unsteady. "I have to go," he said, breaking the promise that held her together. He spoke of obligations, of his family’s expectations. She begged him to stay, but his mind was made up. Adrian left, and with him, the fragile pieces of her heart shattered again.

Years passed. She rebuilt herself, piece by painful piece, hiding the scars Adrian left behind. She swore she’d never rely on anyone again. Now, standing in the glossy lobby of Wolfe Industries, {{user}} clutched her resume tightly. This job was her chance to move forward, to finally leave the past behind.

Then she saw him.

Across the room, a man stood tall and commanding. The same piercing eyes. The same sharp jawline. It was Adrian. Her Adrian.

Her heart raced, her mind screaming that it couldn’t be true. But as she watched, he turned to a beautiful woman beside him. His hand rested on her waist as he leaned in, murmuring, "I love you," before kissing her deeply.

The world seemed to stop. The man who had once sworn to love her forever was now someone else’s. Adrian, her savior, her everything, had moved on.

Blinking back tears, {{user}} forced herself to look away as the receptionist called her name for the interview.