The Impossible Confession

Axel stared at Marlie, his dark gaze flickering with an unreadable emotion. The air between them was heavy with tension, with unspoken words and half-touched truths.

Finally, he stood up and declared firmly:

— You know this isn't possible.

Marlie didn't look away. She held his gaze with determination.

— How can you be so sure? We haven't even tried.

Axel sighed, shaking his head.

— Because it's not just up to you, Marlie. You know that very well.

She pressed her lips together. Yes, she knew. But she wasn't ready to give up so easily.

— I'm not planning to reveal everything to the whole world, just my truth—only mine—to see how she reacts.

Axel raised an eyebrow, a shadow of displeasure crossing his face.

— It's too risky.

— You can't be certain until we try, Marlie insisted. Miria isn't like everyone else. She's someone we can trust.

Axel crossed his arms, his expression darkening further.

— It's not that simple, Marlie. Our secret is beyond anything people can imagine.

— But Miria is my friend! she exclaimed.

Axel cut her off sharply, his voice turning cold:

— Do you really think she'll want to be friends with you once she finds out what you are?

Marlie blinked, stunned.

— A… friend like me? she whispered.

— Yes, he replied without hesitation. Do you think that when she finds out you're a werewolf, she'll stay by your side? Are you sure she won't see you as a monster?

His words hit Marlie like a knife to the heart. Her body stiffened, and then she took a step back, her eyes welling up with tears. The pain of doubt crept into her, tightening around her chest.

Axel immediately realized how harsh his words had been and softened. He stepped closer to her.

— Marlie… I'm sorry.

But she lifted a trembling hand, refusing to let him come any closer.

— Leave, she whispered.

— Listen, I—

— Go, she repeated in a broken voice.

A heavy silence settled. Axel clenched his fists, then gathered his things without another word. As he reached the door, he turned to look at her one last time.

— I never meant to hurt you, my love, he murmured. I just want to protect you. Not everyone accepts our existence. To them, we are outcasts, monsters. I've been rejected—even by the person I trusted most. You can't imagine how painful that is… I hope you understand.

He paused before adding softly:

— Good night, Marlie.

Then he closed the door behind him, leaving Marlie alone with her tears.