[ZACH]
I stood by the window of my office, gazing out at the city skyline as the sun began to set, casting a warm glow across my office. Despite the beauty of the evening, my mind was elsewhere, consumed by thoughts of Julie. Over the past few months, our interactions had stirred feelings within me that I hadn’t experienced in years.
Julie had a way of making me feel seen and understood. Our morning jogs, where we laughed and talked about everything from work to our personal lives, had become the highlight of my day. She seemed to understand my passion for classical music, shared in my love for Beethoven’s symphonies, and even went so far as to invite me to a concert. Each encounter left me feeling more connected to her, sensing a bond that I couldn’t quite explain.
One evening, after a
