The Entwined Desires

Chapter 3

Josh Chen

I've seen her go through so much, yet I'm hesitant to follow her path. I'm not ready to become a Christian, to give up my habits, to stop drinking. I'm trapped in my fears, scared that I've strayed too far to ever be forgiven. I've tried to change, but it never feels like enough. All I hear is the echo of my failures.

I like her, but I also like myself too much to change.

"Hey," I finally speak up one day, breaking the silence that has settled between us.

She looks up, a hint of surprise in her eyes. "Speak up," she encourages, her voice soft and understanding. "Snap out of it," she adds, a gentle nudge to pull me out of my thoughts.

"I'm sorry," I mumble, feeling a wave of guilt wash over me. She shakes her head, a small smile playing on her lips.

"No, it's okay. I gotta go home though, see you," she says, standing up and gathering her things.

I watch as she walks away, her every move radiating a sense of peace and serenity.

She's becoming softer, kinder with each passing day.

She's an angel in my eyes, the apple of my eye.

Every time we meet, I find her with a smile on her face, her fingers dancing across the pages of a book.

"Hey, what's that?" I ask one day, curiosity getting the better of me. She looks up, a smile lighting up her face

"Oh, this? It's my Bible," she replies, her voice filled with reverence.

"Can I read?" I blurt out, immediately feeling a rush of shyness. I've never been one to share my thoughts so openly, and I'm having second thoughts about my sudden boldness. She simply nods, handing me the Bible with a warm smile.

From that day forward, our meetings become a daily routine. Sometimes, she isn't even reading, but simply listening to the Bible like it's an audiobook. I find myself drawn to these moments, to the peace and tranquility they bring. I'm not ready to change yet, but I'm starting to understand why she has chosen this path.