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The rain-slicked pavement of Tommen reflected the dim streetlamp above Connor’s head. He stood rigid before your door, knuckles white as they hovered inches from the wood. Inside the house, the silence was heavy, mirroring the two weeks of agonizing distance he had created. The weight of the Wilkinson name, the whispers of the town, and his own cowardice pressed down on his shoulders. He could feel the ache in his chest, a raw, open wound where your presence used to be. With a shaky breath, he raised his hand, the sound of the knock echoing like a gunshot in the quiet night, a desperate plea for forgiveness that he hoped, prayed, would be answered.