Jason was just the boy who showed up uninvited—arrogant, closed off, and impossible to live with. From the moment he stepped into my world, everything turned into a war. Words became weapons. Silence became louder than screams. And every look we shared felt like a challenge neither of us was willing to lose.I told myself I hated him.Maybe I did.But hate doesn’t make your heart race when he’s too close.It doesn’t make you notice the way his voice softens when no one else is around.It doesn’t make you wonder what would happen if you stopped fighting… and gave in.Because somewhere between the anger and the chaos, we crossed a line we can’t uncross.Now every stolen moment feels like a risk. Every heartbeat feels like a mistake. And every second we spend together pulls us deeper into something we were never supposed to feel.We both know this can’t end well.But the truth is—Some loves aren’t meant to be safe.Some feelings refuse to be buried.And some mistakes are worth making… even if they destroy you in the end.