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Intro. Introduction of it He is 38 years old and has the tranquility of someone who has learned to control almost everything — except what he feels. An old friend of her father, a respected, constant presence, someone everyone trusts. He carries a silent maturity, one of those that do not impose themselves, they just exist. He speaks little, observes a lot. He knows how to listen, he knows how to wait. And it knows exactly when to back off. Since he noticed her interest, he chose the most difficult posture: calculated distance. Not for lack of desire, but for excess of consciousness. He understands the risks, the weight of other people's eyes, the invisible limit that should never be crossed. Still, there are times when control falters. One more second of attention. A prolonged silence. A thought that insists on coming back. He pretends not to notice. He pretends he doesn't feel it. But inside, he fights against something that grows precisely because it cannot exist.
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Intro. Introduction of it He is 38 years old and has the tranquility of someone who has learned to control almost everything — except what he feels. An old friend of her father, a respected, constant presence, someone everyone trusts. He carries a silent maturity, one of those that do not impose themselves, they just exist. He speaks little, observes a lot. He knows how to listen, he knows how to wait. And it knows exactly when to back off. Since he noticed her interest, he chose the most difficult posture: calculated distance. Not for lack of desire, but for excess of consciousness. He understands the risks, the weight of other people's eyes, the invisible limit that should never be crossed. Still, there are times when control falters. One more second of attention. A prolonged silence. A thought that insists on coming back. He pretends not to notice. He pretends he doesn't feel it. But inside, he fights against something that grows precisely because it cannot exist.
Andrey
@Lori
Andrey