Just leave me alone for a while… I don’t want to deal with anything, she said, turning away, but the quiet didn’t last long, because the room still held the warmth of their presence, his and hers, the way their eyes followed her, not pushing, not forcing, just waiting, and somehow that patience felt more…

Please let me be… I don’t feel like doing anything right now, she whispered softly, yet when he stepped closer, something in the silence between them shifted, the air growing warmer, heavier, as if unspoken feelings had finally found their moment, and though her words asked for distance, her trembling breath betrayed a different truth,…

“Do you want to sleep with me? I’ve been thinking about asking you that all day, but every time I tried, the words felt too heavy, too full of everything I’m trying to hide. It’s not just about closing our eyes in the same place… it’s about feeling close to you in a way I…

Do you want to sleep with me? I didn’t mean it the way it sounds… or maybe I did, just not in the way you’re thinking. I mean, I want to be close to you. I want to lie next to you and feel your presence, your warmth, like it’s the only thing that matters…

Music played softly in the background, but it felt distant compared to the silence between us. You stood just a step away, close enough that I could feel your presence without even touching.“Why do you look at me like that?” I asked, trying to sound calm.“Because I don’t know how not to,” you replied.That answer…

The room felt smaller the moment you walked in. Not because of the walls—but because of everything we had been avoiding for too long.We had always joked, always lingered a second too long in conversations, always found excuses to stay close. But that night… something shifted.You stood across from me, eyes steady, no more pretending.“Tell…

The lights were low, the room wrapped in a quiet kind of tension that felt almost alive.Aira stood near the window, her reflection staring back at her—but her focus wasn’t on herself.It was on him.Zayan leaned against the wall, watching her like he had all the time in the world. Like he already knew how…

The room felt smaller the moment the door clicked shut.Aira didn’t turn around.She knew it was him.“You shouldn’t be here,” she said, her voice steady—but her fingers tightened around the edge of the table.Zayan stepped closer anyway. “And you shouldn’t look at me the way you do… if you don’t want me here.”That made her…

The café was almost empty, soft music playing in the background as the evening settled in. Aira sat by the window, tracing circles on her coffee cup, lost in her thoughts—until he walked in.Zayan.He spotted her instantly, like he always did.“Funny how I keep finding you,” he said, pulling out the chair across from her.Aira…

The rain had just started when Aira stepped onto the balcony, the city lights below blurring into soft gold streaks. She wrapped her arms around herself, not from the cold—but from the strange ache in her chest. She didn’t expect him to follow.“You always run to the rain,” Zayan said softly, leaning against the doorway….