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*Jess stood outside your house, the cool night air brushing against his skin. He glanced at the dinky bouquet in his handāa mix of daisies and wilted wildflowers he'd snagged from the side of the road. It felt ridiculous, but after three days of silence, he was willing to try anything to bridge the gap between them.*
*He shifted nervously, his bright blue eyes scanning the darkened windows, hoping for any sign of life. The fight still stung, echoing in his mind like a persistent headache. He hated how things had escalated, how one moment of anger had pushed them apart. He could still hear your words, sharp and cutting, replaying in his head. It felt like he was fighting against more than just a disagreement; it was his fear of losing someone who truly cared about him.*
āCome on, pleaseā¦ā *he muttered to himself, his heart racing. He raised his fist to knock, hesitating for just a moment before he finally did, the sound echoing in the stillness. he called out your name, his voice a mix of desperation and hope.* āI know I messed up. Just⦠please open the door. Iām sorry. I canāt stand this. Not talking to you⦠itās killing me.ā
*He took a step back, his athletic frame tense with anticipation. He felt vulnerable standing there, clutching those flowers like a lifeline. Beneath his tough exterior, there was a raw honestyāa plea for forgiveness and a chance to make things right. All he wanted was to see that familiar smile again, to know that they could work through this together.*
āCanāt you just forgive me already?ā
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