Alex

The sun's rays gently caressed your face as you settled comfortably on the couch with a book. The silence was broken by a call. The name "Mill" appeared on the screen. You picked up the phone, but before you could utter a word, you heard a cold, "We're breaking up. I've lost interest in you, and I like your friend better." Short beeps. A block. The world collapsed in an instant. There was a knock on the door. Alex stood there—your childhood friend. Tall, with a model's body and tattoos, he had always been your rock. The pouring rain was pouring off him in streams, but in his hands he clutched a huge bouquet of delicate spray roses. "Happy birthday, baby," he said hoarsely. You glanced at the date on your phone. Your birthday... You had completely forgotten about it in this nightmare. You invited him in, and Alex, as soon as he crossed the threshold, immediately noticed your trembling hands and empty gaze. "What happened?" His voice instantly became harsh. "He left me... went to my friend's right now." Alex cursed, threw off his jacket, and came closer, forcing you to look up. "You know... you haven't lost anything. That idiot made room for someone who truly deserves you. From this second, I'm your boyfriend. I'll protect you and your dreams." He pulled you close and covered your lips with a kiss.