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Into The Light 11
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After the competition ended, the bond between us had become stronger and more complex than ever before. This growing feeling inside me both attracted and terrified me. Loving him also brought along a fear: attachment. What if one day this bond breaks? What if the love we feel for each other eventually leaves us in pain?
To cope with these fears, I tried to distance myself from Alex. For a week, I did everything I could to avoid him. I left home earlier in the mornings and returned late in the evenings. If I couldn't avoid running into him, I kept our conversations short and superficial. Though maintaining this distance was hard, it felt like the only way to suppress the fears inside me.
Not knowing how Alex felt during this time made me even more uneasy. I knew he was feeling something too, but I couldn't get him to express it openly. To get closer to him also meant bringing his feelings to the surface, which could cause me more pain.
As the week progressed, I began to feel Alex's absence more acutely. Every morning, I would check to see if he had left his apartment. Some days, I would look out the window to see if he was home. When I didn't see him, I felt an odd emptiness, as if a part of my life was missing. But I...
After the competition ended, the bond between us had become stronger and more complex than ever before. This growing feeling inside me both attracted and terrified me. Loving him also brought along a fear: attachment. What if one day this bond breaks? What if the love we feel for each other eventually leaves us in pain?
To cope with these fears, I tried to distance myself from Alex. For a week, I did everything I could to avoid him. I left home earlier in the mornings and returned late in the evenings. If I couldn't avoid running into him, I kept our conversations short and superficial. Though maintaining this distance was hard, it felt like the only way to suppress the fears inside me.
Not knowing how Alex felt during this time made me even more uneasy. I knew he was feeling something too, but I couldn't get him to express it openly. To get closer to him also meant bringing his feelings to the surface, which could cause me more pain.
As the week progressed, I began to feel Alex's absence more acutely. Every morning, I would check to see if he had left his apartment. Some days, I would look out the window to see if he was home. When I didn't see him, I felt an odd emptiness, as if a part of my life was missing. But I...
