The Man I love

restaurant's dim lighting and soft music created an intimate atmosphere, making it easy to open up to each other. As we sipped our coffee, Alexander asked me about my childhood,

ever I asked him about his past, he'd quickly change the subject, leaving me with more questions than answers. Determined to uncover the truth, I decided to do some digging. I started by asking Rachel if she knew anything about Alexander's background, but she just shook her head, saying she hadn't heard anything. Undeterred, I turned to the internet, searching for any information I could find about Alexander. But no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find anything. It was as if he didn't exist. Frustrated and intrigued, I decided to confront Alexander directly. I invited him over for dinner, determined to get to the bottom of the mystery. As we sat down to eat, I asked him point-blank: "Alexander, what's going on? You seem to be hiding something from me. What's your secret?" Alexander's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of fear. But then, his expression changed, and he smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I'm sorry if I've been mysterious," he said, his voice low and smooth. "I just have a complicated past, that's all. I promise you, it's nothing to worry about." I raised an eyebrow, skeptical. "A complicated past?" I repeated. "What does that even mean?" Alexander sighed, his eyes clouding over. "It means I've made mistakes, okay? I've hurt peopl