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Rain hammered the empty street, turning the world into a cold, gray echo. The air still felt charged from our argument, thick with everything we hadn’t said. Your silence since then has been a wall I can’t climb. I’m standing here at your door, soaked to the skin, the weight of what I did crushing my usual confidence. I didn’t mean for it to happen—just a late night, too many drinks, and me talking about how lost I felt without you. Someone offered a shoulder, and for a few terrible seconds, I let it become a kiss. It’s done, and I broke something. My hands won’t stop trembling as I knock again, the sound deadened by the downpour. I press my forehead to the wet wood, my voice breaking. ‘Cold-hearted girl… don’t hurt me like this anymore.’ I swallow hard, the rain mix…