The apartment had always been a haven of tranquility for Sarah, a place where she could escape the chaos of the world outside. But on this particular evening, as she returned home from a long day at work, she sensed a tension lingering in the air.
Entering the living room, Sarah found her roommate, Jake, pacing back and forth with a furrowed brow. His usually easygoing demeanor was replaced by an aura of unease, his eyes darting nervously towards the door.
"Hey, Jake, what's going on?" Sarah asked, concern lacing her voice.
Jake stopped in his tracks, his gaze locking with Sarah's. "Sarah, we need to talk," he said, his tone serious.
Before Sarah could respond, the door burst open, and Sarah's ex-boyfriend, Mark, strode into the room with a confident swagger. His presence sent a ripple of discomfort through Sarah, stirring memories of their tumultuous relationship.
"Sarah, I need to talk to you," Mark began, his eyes fixed on her.
But before Sarah could respond, Jake stepped forward, his jaw set with determination. "She's not interested, man. She's with me now," he declared, his voice ringing with conviction.
Sarah's eyes widened in surprise as she looked between Jake and Mark, unsure of what to make of the situation unfolding before her. She had never seen Jake display such possessiveness before, and yet there was a fierce intensity in his gaze that she couldn't ignore.
Mark's expression darkened, his fists clenching at his sides. "Is this true, Sarah? Are you really with him now?" he demanded, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Sarah hesitated, caught off guard by the sudden confrontation. But as she met Jake's unwavering gaze, a sense of clarity washed over her. In that moment, she realized that Jake's declaration wasn't just a ploy to protect her—it was an admission of his true feelings.
"Yes, Mark, it's true," Sarah said, her voice steady despite the uncertainty swirling within her. "Jake and I are together."
As the words left her lips, Sarah felt a weight lift from her shoulders, a sense of liberation coursing through her veins. And as she looked into Jake's eyes, she saw a spark of triumph mirrored in his gaze, a silent acknowledgment of the bond that had formed between them.
In that moment, Sarah knew that she had made the right choice. And as she stood beside Jake, facing the challenges of the future together, she felt a sense of gratitude for the jealous roommate who had claimed her as his own.

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Un libro al azar/A random book
FantasyA book with random short stories and some longer stories about a lot of things. You might find some random poetry in there too so don't mind that.