He wasn’t just here to talk. I could feel it.He thrashed against the guards who were struggling to restrain him, veins bulging in his neck as he shouted, “Get your hands off me! I need to see her, I just need to see her!”My feet locked in place, the sound of his voice throwing me backward into mem
E M I L YI stared at the glowing screen of my laptop, fingers hovering above the keys, but not moving. The office was quiet except for the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional tapping of keys from other departments. My coffee had gone cold an hour ago, untouched since I brought it i
His head shot up, and the second his eyes landed on me, the tension in his face melted a little. “Hey,” he said, standing up slowly. “What are you doing here?”“I’ve come to steal you,” I said, walking toward him, slipping my arms around his waist. “From this office. From this screen. From all this
Maybe I would’ve sat beside him on a train and struck up a conversation about music or weather or anything at all, and something in our souls would’ve just… clicked. But the truth was, I didn’t meet him when he was whole. I met him when he was breaking. And maybe that mattered more.I remembered the
L A U R AI finished up with my last client of the day by four pm, and I was all giddy and excited to go to go pick Sebastian up and show him the big surprise I had for him.Of course, he didn't know. He had specifically told me he didn't want a party and just wanted to spend most of his birthday at
When he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against mine and closed his eyes. “This is the best birthday I’ve ever had,” he whispered, and I knew he meant it, not because of gifts or cake or plans, but because of presence. Because he woke up next to someone who loved him, someone who saw him