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Chapter Seventy-One
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2025-01-03 00:05:47JEROME
Most mistakes are made even after we consciously remember that we are about to make a mistake.
That was my case on Thursday night, after school, when Nattie and I stumbled out of a bar. The air was crisp, pleasant to take in, promises of a new season. I knew we were heading to dangerous waters when we decided to have a drink after school and Kingston was absent. He had gone for his sister’s wedding after continuous complaining and filling in on what had transpired between him and his sister. The thing was with Kingston around, Nattie and I could easily always be friends, nothing more. With him out of the picture, we were two adults, man and woman, going to have a drink, knowing fully well the history we had. It was a night headed for doom, and I knew that all though and still agreed to drinks, agreed to having more than one glass and staying out longer than expected, inviting Nattie her to my home. We stumbled out of the bar, softlyRelated chapters
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JEROMEAs the lights came up and the applause for the play died down, everything o had been feeling through out the length of the show returned a thousand times more. The tension, the discomfort, the need to break something, maybe even my head.They all knotted in my chest.Stacy and given up hee chair for Nattie, I noticed that.She didn’t want to be close to me, that was all my mind told me at the moment.Nattie was still pressed up against me, her fingers trailing along my arm, her hand slipping into mine as if to mark her territory. I tried not to pull away, tried to keep everything looking normal, but the truth was, I felt suffocated. Every touch, every glance she threw my way, felt calculated—deliberate. And with Stacy just a few seats away, it felt like the walls were closing in on me.
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