CLAIRE
I wish I could say that choosing Aiden felt simple. That it came with clarity and certainty, like a decision I could explain without hesitation. That the doubt disappeared the moment I stopped resisting it. But that isn't how it happened, and pretending otherwise wouldn't make it true.
The doubt is still there. It hasn't gone away or softened into something harmless. It sits quietly in the background, present but no longer overwhelming. What changed is that it stopped being the loudest voice in my head. It no longer decides everything for me.
What I struggle with most is how easily reality and imagination blur when it comes to him. Not because I can't tell them apart, but because both feel believable. When I think about Aiden, memories slip into possibilities without effo
