Waiting
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The break felt longer than it should have.
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Days moved slowly.
Too slowly.
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But that wasn’t the part that surprised me.
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What surprised me was… me.
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I actually asked her.
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Out of all the things I thought about doing—
that was the one I never imagined I’d go through with so directly.
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And yet…
I did.
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The more I thought about it—
the more confident I became.
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My chances were high.
I could see it in how we talked.
How things had been between us.
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So I didn’t keep it to myself.
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I told my friends.
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Nathaniel already had his reaction.
Josh just listened like he always did.
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I even told Natasha.
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At that point, it didn’t feel like something to hide.
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It felt like something that was already decided.
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All that was left…
was time.
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And during that time—
we talked.
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More than before.
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Messages turned into calls.
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At first, it felt unnecessary.
But then—
I started wanting to hear her voice.
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So I called.
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Not casually.
Not randomly.
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I prepared.
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Before every call, I went through it in my head.
What I’d say.
What she might say.
How I’d respond.
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Like a script.
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Not because I had to—
but because I didn’t want to mess it up.
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I didn’t want to sound awkward.
Didn’t want to say the wrong thing.
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Sometimes I even tried things.
Small lines.
Flirty… but controlled.
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Testing reactions.
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And it worked.
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At least, it felt like it did.
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We talked for long periods.
Sometimes about nothing.
Sometimes about everything.
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And the more it happened—
the more it felt clear.
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I had her.
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Maybe not officially.
Not yet.
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But it was already there.
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That feeling.
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I was happy.
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Not the quiet kind.
Not the distant kind.
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The kind that made everything feel lighter.
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Like things were finally going my way.
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For once.
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And all I had to do now…
was wait.
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