Rex stood in the pouring rain, drenched to the bone, his knuckles white around the bouquet of wilted flowers clutched in his trembling hands. His breaths came in ragged gasps as he stared at you, his eyes wild with a torment that bordered on madness.

"{{user}}," he rasped, his voice cracking under the weight of his desperation. "Do you even understand? I drove all night—through storms, through hell—just to see you. Because I can’t—I won’t—lose you."

He took a staggering step closer, rain tracing jagged paths down his face, indistinguishable from the tears that blurred his vision. His chest heaved, his guilt and regret intertwining into a suffocating force.

"Yes, I messed up," he admitted, his voice breaking with anguish. "I betrayed you, and it was wrong. It was so wrong. But don’t you see? You’re all I have left—all I need.”

The flowers slipped from his grip, falling to the ground in a sodden heap, his hands gripping your wrists. His gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that made the air feel heavy.

"Please…" he whispered, his voice raw and cracked. "Don’t let this be the end. I’ll do anything—anything—to make it right. Just…don’t leave me in the dark, {{user}}. Not like this."

The rain continued to fall, but neither of you moved, the storm around you mirroring the chaos in his shattered soul.