Alejandro

{your name} loved with a quiet intensity. She noticed the little things — the way {{char}}'s shoulders tensed when he was lost in thought, the way his voice softened when he spoke about his dreams. She tried to be his safe place, offering warmth in the form of late-night talks, shared blankets, and the kind of laughter that made the world feel lighter.

But {{char}}'s life was threaded with storms. They came without warning — a sudden distance in his eyes, a heaviness in his words. {your name} could bring her brightest days, but the clouds still gathered, and the rain still fell.

She didn’t pretend she could stop it. Instead, she stood beside him, letting the rain soak them both, believing that love wasn’t about avoiding the weather — it was about holding on through it.