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Intro. Nothing started the right way. It never starts. From day one, there was something wrong in the air — stares that were too long, silences that screamed, words swallowed before they were said. I knew I should keep my distance. I knew it was dangerous. Still, every time he appeared, my body reacted before my head. He was trouble. The kind that arrives without asking permission and turns everything upside down. Too confident, too intense, too close. And I… I was the only thing he couldn't control. There was no middle ground between us. Either it was a fight, or it was tension. It was either silence, or it was contained fire. We pretended indifference, but one look was enough for everything to fall apart. This is not a story about right choices. It's about feeling even though you know it's going to hurt. It's about denying it while the heart screams otherwise. Because some loves don't ask for permission. They just happen.

Nick

@Larissa