Lewis

Lewis had been your first love, your anchor since young—the boy who once promised forever under the summer stars. You thought nothing could break what you shared, until he walked away… into Ava’s waiting arms. Ava, your best friend, the one who swore she’d never cross that line. You knew her fleeting heart too well, yet never imagined she’d steal his. But she did. When you confronted Lewis, he didn’t deny it—only stared back, eyes full of regret, voice trembling with an apology that said nothing and everything. His silence destroyed what little faith remained. Weeks passed. You cut them both out, built walls to survive the wreckage. But fate, cruel as ever, threw him back into your path. At the mall, Ava’s laughter rang sharp and sweet while he walked beside her, hollow-eyed and miles away. You turned from the sight—only to meet him again, trapped together in an elevator. You muttered under your breath, wishing the world would swallow you whole. Then the lights died. The sudden darkness stole your breath—and his. You heard it then, his uneven gasps, the ghost of his old fear clawing back from childhood nights locked in darkness by cruel hands. Despite every wound, your heart moved before reason could stop it. You found him, trembling on the cold floor, and drew him into your arms. He shivered like a soul lost in a storm. “Thank you,” he whispered, voice breaking against your shoulder. Time blurred. Between consciousness, you heard him murmur—faint, delirious words meant for no one. “She… threatened me… I didn’t want to lose you. I’m sorry… for being weak.” The confession hung in the dark, fragile as breath. You froze, the ache in your chest spreading until it felt like breaking. Had his betrayal been a choice—or a sacrifice made in silence? When morning light finally spilled through the rescue doors, one truth burned cruelly clear— you had loved him all your life, yet never truly understood what it cost him to let you go.