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n't alwa

Jessica. Maybe he's just

in the silent room, only adding to the tension. I shoot a burning glare at my best friend. I can't hold back my anger an

this ? I keep replaying the events from the past few weeks over and over, trying to make sense of his behavior. He's dist

ing. You know that man is crazy about you, so ju

elping. The wine in my glass sloshes slightly as I pour mys

ake at night, my mind racing, thinking about everything Miguel might be hiding from me. I

ine, savoring the momentar

ting on me. He just can't. If he ever does, I'll lose it. I'll completely lose

le, my voice sh

g on me ? I ask, the words hangin

er again. It's not a cruel laugh. It's the kind of laugh y

sewhere when you've got everything he could want ? You're beautiful, smart, hardworking, rich, and so much more.

thing : I do have everything he could want. I've got beauty, brains, and I work hard to keep my lif

ce in my head whispering that something is wrong. And i

the kind of laugh that tries to hide the ins

ielle. But there's something

raised eyebrow, confu

asks, genuin

ir, a wicked grin spr

satisfy him very we

tension in my chest lightens. I laugh along with her, the stress from earlier slo

gel. You're really a tr

raise my glas

lth, I say

old, and I work in the hotel industry. I've been with Miguel for three years now, and every day I pray that

fills me with excitement, but also a tinge of fear.

y, I get sick. It's not just the physical desire I feel for h

different. He's pulling away,

lls me out of my s

'll see, he's going to call y

for what feels like the hundredth time. Still nothin

ls me. You know how much I depend on that gu

d she places her hand over mine,

to you. So relax-Miguel Hernandez is you

m to soothe me, even if just for a moment. I pull her

ow much I need this right now, I m

ightly, her smile

iguel loves you. You just need to trust him, she says, her words mea

and right now, it's all over the place. The sil

nd right now, I feel like I'm fighting for

am, and I won't let anyone, especially not Miguel, take that from me. If there's one thing I know for s

not fighting a b

or Miguel to reach out. Wait for him

if he d

t back in my chair, staring at my phone screen, hop

t come soon ? Or am