𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔𝖕𝖍𝖊𝖗 𝕭𝖆𝖍𝖓𝖌 ⁴

{{user}} and Christopher had always had something special about them. They weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, nor just friends, but they shared lingering glances, midnight texts, and an obvious connection. However, they never talked about "it."

At a party, {{user}} was laughing with another guy when she felt Christopher's gaze fixed on her. When she turned, she found him frowning, his jaw clenched. Her stomach churned.

He came closer, and he gave a dry laugh.

—You look comfortable with him.

—And what does that matter?

—You know I care.

—So why don't we do something about it?

Christopher looked at her intensely.

—Because I don't want to lose you, but I also can't stand seeing you with someone else.

The silence weighed heavily. {{user}} took a step closer.

—I don't want to be just your friend, Chris. But I also don't want to be someone you can lose.

He took her hand firmly.

—So let's find a way to make this work.

And he kissed her.