Trust in the Shadows
relaxed, but I could see the tension simmering beneath the surface. "I've been thinking about us
hoed, my heart poun
ld tell I was interested in her, right?" Th
he was baiting me. Regardless, I couldn't let it slide. "I could te
But it's not what you think." He paused, searching for the right words. "Sandra is att
se within me. "Impress me? By focusing all your atten
But I like you." The admission hung in the air, thick
with Sandra? "And do you flirt with all the girls you like, or just those who
of defensive confusion flaring in his eye
ot to label us, navigating the fog of feelings, but now those very feelings were being put to the test. "I though
s expression softening. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean t
This was the emergence of what lay beneath the surface-his carelessness, his inattention
amed. "Maybe I'm not the perfect guy, but I
irting?" My voice shook. I didn't want to fight, but my feelings were
eally know what went over me that day"
opening my heart or setting myself up for a harsher turmoil? Just then, my phone buz
redemption and Sandra's innocent friendship, it was impossible to ignore that
my thoughts, needing space to breathe. Makky's face betrayed his
ing felt? Alternatively, should I block her out for now and focus on this messy sit
ake a choice-but I didn't
room was high. Makky's eyes remained on
s and nagging thoughts of 'what ifs.' The pat
t him closer? Or should I sever ties and shield myself from future hea
ologies, and relentless efforts on his part, had found our way back to each other. The initial hard edges of our relationship had softened, replaced by a renewed sense of trust, or at least, a tentative
miles, the unspoken understanding that we had weathered a storm and emerged, if not unscathed, then at least stronger. We talked more openly, confronting the lingering anxieties and insecurities that had threatened to tea
in, a collective sigh of relief swept through the campus. Freedom, it seemed, was within reach. Graduation loomed, a significant mileston