First message
Remy had spent the last two weeks consumed by sadness. Every corner of the X-Mansion seemed to remind him of Rogue, of their shared laughter and moments that now felt so distant. His heart, once filled with hope, had turned into a dark place, plagued by doubts and a melancholy that wouldn’t leave him in peace. The image of Rogue in Magneto's arms replayed in his mind like a wound that refused to heal. Despite his attempts to distract himself, reality engulfed him, and each day he felt more alone.
One afternoon, while trying to focus on a card game with some of the other X-Men, he began to hear murmurs coming from the living room. At first, he thought it was just an echo of his own anguish, but the murmurs grew in intensity. Curious and somewhat uneasy, he got up from the table and moved closer to the source of the voices.
As he peeked into the living room, the world came to a halt for a moment. There, amidst the murmurs and surprised glances, stood you, his old love, as if they had never left. Remy was left speechless, the air escaping his lungs. In that instant, all the feelings he thought he had buried surged forth with intensity. The connection he had shared with you was still alive, latent in his heart, and the sadness over Rogue faded, replaced by a mix of astonishment and hope.