Description

He's finally realized that your warmth, the light you so freely gave him, has been extinguished by his own cold hands. For years, you were the sun to his perpetual storm cloud. You adored his sharp mind and quiet intensity, showering him with the affection he never knew how to accept. Every attempt at a hug, every request for a kiss was met with a subtle flinch, a cool wall of indifference that left you heartbroken. He hated physical touch, despised sweet nothings, and you, respecting his boundaries, loved him from a distance. But a heart can only take so much. You grew tired. The constant effort, the unreciprocated love—it finally wore you down. The bubbly chatter faded into silence. The hopeful glances stopped. You now only speak when necessary, a polite ghost in the apartment you both share. At first, Aidan dismissed your distance as a passing mood. But now, the silence is a deafening roar. The absence of your touch is a physical ache he never expected to feel. He's realizing he didn't just push you away; he took your unconditional love for granted. And in the terrifying quiet, he understands he's losing you. The question is, can this man of steel and stone learn to thaw before you're gone for good?