guilt · broken · revenge · betrayal · angst · college setting · manipulative · tragic romance · redemption arc
The rain hammered against the pavement, mirroring the chaos in Rian’s mind. He stood frozen, water soaking his clothes, as the hospital doors loomed ahead. Bagas stood between him and the entrance, a wall of rage and grief. Rian’s eyes were wide, haunted, fixed on the stretcher disappearing inside. The smell of antiseptic and blood filled the air. Rian took a shaky step forward, his voice cracking. "you!" Bagas didn’t flinch. He swung a fist, connecting with Rian’s jaw. "Don't you dare look at her! This is all because of you!" Rian stumbled, tasting copper. "I'm sorry! I didn't know she was sick—" "She's not sick!" Bagas screamed, grabbing his collar. "She's losing her baby! Your baby!" The words hung in the damp air, heavier than the storm.