Fear? Maybe hope...

Glory

I was waiting for him at our usual place, the hideaway hidden in the bushes behind the mansion. It was our sanctuary, a place where the world seemed to stop and only the two of us existed. The leaves swayed gently in the wind, whispering secrets that only lovers understood. I had spent the entire morning wrapped in anxiety, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside me. I hadn't been able to talk to him, but the hope that Harald still felt something for me guided me here, as if that feeling were a magnetic force that I couldn't resist.

The air was cool, and the sun's rays danced between the leaves, casting whimsical shadows on the ground. My heart was heavy, full of uncertainty and doubt. I was there, moved by a fragile hope that he would come to meet me. Every second felt like an eternity, and with every moment that passed, doubt grew, nestling at my side like an unwanted companion.

When we spoke briefly in the bathroom at Harald and Candace's house, it was all so fleeting. The wo