𝗣𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗸 ─── 𝗔𝗹𝗲𝘅 𝗧𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗿 ༄‧₊˚ (EDITING)

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page seventeen.

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SATISFACTION WAS THE ONLY THING I COULD FEEL AT THIS MOMENT. The pleasure of knowing I'd finally achieved the most crucial part of my dream was undeniably fascinating. During my drive to my house smile and giggle like an idiot was all I could do.

Despite Alex partially spoiling my mood with his strange gazes at my body and the tone he chose to utter his words, I felt my cheeks flushing any time that thought crossed my mind for even half a second. Though I could only grip the wheel harder and try not to do anything harsh.

He appeared to be my primary one whenever I was alone with my thoughts. The only one who knew how to calm a peculiar sensation in my body. And at this time, with the number of confrontations we'd had, it was the most exhausting thing ever.

I was tired of having him reside within my thoughts as a distorted version of who he truly was. Inside my thoughts were still the collapsing concept that there was another unknown side to him underneath the tough façade he was so used to.

But I shook those ideas away, knowing that his hatred towards me was the number one obstacle keeping him from displaying to me who he really was. After this, I could only direct my sole focus on the upcoming events I had to be prepared for now that this was official.

Wondering what I would eat tonight, I placed the key and rattled it around the keyhole until my door pushed open. Relief took over me when I finally closed it. It seemed like today had dragged on endlessly and it was until now that I felt alright. Genuinely alright.

I removed my shoes from my feet, throwing them across the room without single care at this moment. All I knew would fix my problems and worries was inside my fridge and called wine. I walked to the kitchen, eager to find it. When I did, a broad grin sprang on my face. I pursed my lips as I awaited the filling of my glass.

Its sweet flavor gave me a thrill I'd been yearning for all day. And I was certain that this was how I'd spend the rest of my night Suddenly Alex wasn't crawling back into my brain, making me even happier.

A loud knock rang across my half-empty house and bounced off the blank walls, just when my life wasn't seeming as horrible as it had been for the previous nine months. I rose up with a groan, leaving my glass on the sofa table.

I opened the door and the cold air from outside intercepted the warm atmosphere I'd set for myself inside. I held onto the door, not wanting to close it behind me, and looked around for the person who had knocked. No presence surrounded me, making me confused.