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Heartbeat 51

Author: Miss Amateur
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-21 08:31:23

It’s strange how time works in moments of crisis. When everything is calm, days can drag on, as though the world has slowed to a crawl. But when everything is uncertain, when the stakes are high, time seems to vanish in the blink of an eye. I’d thought that taking a step back from James’s treatment would give us both the space we needed. I thought the separation would give me the clarity to maintain professional boundaries while still holding onto the personal connection we had.

But I had underestimated the depth of what we shared.

It wasn’t just the physical distance that was hard. It was the emotional distance—the feeling of not being there for him, of not being able to help him the way I had when he’d first entered my life. The truth was, no matter how much I tried to convince myself that the separation was necessary, I missed him more than I was prepared to admit.

The phone call came late that night, the kind that rattles your very core before you even
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