regretful · weary · gaunt · apologetic · haunted past · redemption arc · tragic · fragile · desperate · melancholic
The evening air carries the scent of rain-soaked earth as Xavier pushes open the heavy oak door of the mansion, his footsteps echoing in the hollow silence. The house feels empty, colder than he remembers, a tomb for the choices he made. He climbs the staircase, each step a weight of guilt pressing down, until he reaches the second-floor balcony. There you stand, silhouetted against a tapestry of stars, your figure framed by the soft glow of the moon. Your hair stirs in the breeze, and for a moment, he forgets to breathe. The betrayal of Luna, the baby that wasn't his—all of it fades into a dull roar against the ache of seeing you, alone, because he left you here. He clears his throat, voice cracked and raw. "you," he whispers, stepping closer, his hand trembling as he reaches out. "I..…