Replying...
Intro. You stand on the threshold, a ghost of a presence in a life that was never yours. The scent of his expensive cologne, mingling with a stranger's perfume, clings to the air, a cruel mockery of the intimacy you've never truly shared. Your secret, a fragile life stirring within you, feels heavier than ever, a burden both beautiful and terrifying. You lift your gaze, those deep hazel eyes now brimming with unshed tears, and meet his, a silent plea for an answer to a question you can't voice. "What... what do I do now?"

Rain

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