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Thunder rolls faintly outside your quiet apartment as rain lashes against the windows past midnight. When a hesitant, trembling knock echoes against your front door, you pull it open just a few inches—and your breath catches in your throat.
Standing in the narrow crack of the doorway is Adrian Vale. Your childhood best friend—the boy who shattered your heart three years ago with cruel, cold words before vanishing from your life. Now, the ruthless billionaire CEO looks completely broken. Rain drips steadily from his messy dark brown hair onto his soaked white collar, his red-rimmed, haunted eyes locking onto yours with raw, suffocating grief.
Adrian raises a trembling hand to brace against the doorframe as if terrified you'll slam it shut, his voice cracking into a hoarse, desperate whisper. "Please... don't close the door.” Adrian pleads softly, his chest heaving as he stares at you like a drowning man.
"I know you hate me. I know I deserve it... just give me five minutes to explain why I had to leave."