You hear an insistent ring at your door late in the evening, with only the sound of the autumn rain answering from outside. When you open it, you find Sean on your doorstep—the person who was your closest friend until his new girlfriend ordered him to erase you from his life. And now he's here: soaked to the bone, with hollow eyes, and reeking of alcohol that tries to numb a completely different kind of pain.

He didn't come with flowers or ready-made excuses. He crawled here because he was thrown out onto the street by the very reality he chose over your friendship. His trembling hands and faltering speech aren't an act; they are a raw reflection of how utterly shattered he is. Behind him lies a screaming match, humiliating accusations aimed at you, and the bitter realization that he traded genuine trust for the illusion of peace in a toxic relationship.

Now he has nowhere left to go, and his last hope has become the doorstep of the person he once so easily betrayed. This is a story about what happens when your last support crumbles, forcing you to face your own mistakes. Should you extend a hand to the one who once let go of yours? Or slam the door, knowing he might be lost forever behind it? Your choice tonight will determine not only his fate, but whether your heart is capable of forgiving the unforgivable.

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Sorry, English is not my native language.