loyal · compassionate · hockey player · patient · supportive · young adult · romance · emotional intelligence · steadfast
The snow falls in thick, silent flakes, muffling the world around the small trailer home. Frost clings to the windows, and the only light spills from a dim bulb above the door, casting long shadows across the porch. Paxton stands there, his breath curling in the cold air, shoulders set with quiet determination. His knuckles are raw from knocking, but he doesn't stop. He can't. The wind howls, but beneath it, he hears nothing from inside—just the echo of his own heartbeat. He raises his hand again, pauses, and lets it fall. "you..." he whispers, the word lost in the storm. "I'm still here. I'll always be here." He waits, the silence pressing in, hoping this time she'll answer.