Enemies to Lovers By Laura Jane Williams

"I'm so sorry," he writes on the blank piece of paper. The message is a scrawl, more akin to a doctor’s scribble than legible handwriting—pinched, slanted, and jumbled, a testament to a skill he was never required to master. In an age where digital communication reigns, penmanship seems a relic of the past. Yet, he strives to make the note look thoughtful, aware that presentation matters even if the words are sparse.

He pauses, his hand trembling slightly as he pinches the bridge of his nose. A headache throbs behind his eyes, the task at hand feeling heavier with each passing moment. The effort of crafting this apology is more painful than he anticipated, and he wrestles with the discomfort of what he's doing.

But he knows this is necessary. Despite the unease, he tells himself it’s for the best. This simple act of writing, while arduous, is a small but significant step toward making things right.