The next few days feel different. Not bad different- just... more. More open, more connected, more real somehow. Ever since Zeke said "I love you" at the party, something has shifted between us. The words hang in the air even when we're not saying them, present in every touch, every glance, every quiet moment.
I feel like our relationship, after so many struggles, ups and downs- is unbreakable now.
I catch him looking at me differently now. Like he's not holding anything back anymore.
We're at the grocery store on Thursday afternoon, arguing about whether we need more pasta (we definitely do, our cabinet is nearly empty), when he just stops mid-sentence and kisses me. Right there in the middle of the aisle, his hand cupping my face, soft and sweet and completely unhurried.
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