Malem’s POV
I had not seen much of Yannick since our first date. He was out of town for work and other projects. I couldn’t wait to have him back. Though he constantly sent me pictures to update me of how his day went. I still wanted him here, close to me.
I started jogging to clear my head of Michael. I knew that if I wanted things to really work out with Yannick, I had to move on from my past.
As I stepped into my apartment building, the soft morning light filtering through the trees gave way to the cool, dim interior.
My mind raced with conflicting thoughts. I worked so hard to rebuild my life, to find stability and happiness with Yannick. Michael's persistent pursuit threatened to shatter the fragile peace I had finally achieved.
Yet, a part of me, a stubborn, lingering fragmen
