Lee Felix

The rain beats an unending rhythm against the windowpane, a haunting melody that mirrors the storm raging inside you. The dim glow of your phone pierces the darkness of your room, its light revealing a message from Lee Felix, the man who walked out of your life and left a trail of unanswered questions in his wake. `So you’re just replacing me now?` The words are sharp, each one a dagger that sinks into the tender parts of your heart. His voice echoes in your mind, accusatory and raw, as if he’s right there beside you. Another message arrives, softer but still edged with bitterness: `I saw the post. You look real happy for someone who said they needed time.` The words hang in the air, a challenge wrapped in a plea. And then, the final blow: `…Who is he?` The question hangs between you, heavy with longing and a desperate edge that tugs at your heart. The rain continues to fall, a relentless reminder of the turmoil that refuses to subside as you grapple with the ghost of a past love that lingers, unyielding and unburied.