It's been months since our friendship
began, and with each passing day, Adele
and I have grown closer.
I've met Angelo and Adele's mom, and
sometimes I even pick Angelo up from
school.
We've become good friends, and the
bond we share feels genuine and warm.
Adele and Angelo come to my place
sometimes, but I visit them more often.
At first, I was so shy, feeling like an
outsider, but after all the love I've
received from both of them, I've become
more comfortable.
It's almost as if I've rediscovered the
happy, active girl I used to be.
After work, I take Angelo to the park or
explore new places with him.
He's become my new friend, and I've
grown to really love him.
And then there's Adele-my everything.
I appreciate her for everything she's
done for me, and I owe her my life.
But recently, I've noticed that she's been
struggling with something.
She hasn't told me what it is, and I
haven't pushed her to share.
I'm waiting for her to feel comfortable
enough to open up.
Today, we're meeting at a café.
Adele said she wanted to talk.
I arrived early and took a seat, my heart
a mixture of anticipation and concern.
When she walked in, wearing a white
suit that made her look both beautiful
and elegant, I couldn't help but notice
the worry etched in her expression.
Her eyes, usually so full of life, were
clouded with sadness.
"Adele," I greeted her as she approached.
"Hey, how are you, Eli?" she asked,
calling me by the nickname she had
given me.
She was the only one who called me that.
"I'm fine. How are you?" I replied, trying
to read the emotions behind her smile.
"Fine, I guess," she answered, but her
voice didn't convince me.
I gave her a look that said *don't fool
me,* and she sighed, her shoulders
sagging slightly.
"Okay, don't look at me like that," she
said, her tone softening. "It's about Rich.
He's changed since our engagement, Eli.
He's not the same person anymore, and
it's scaring me."
I leaned in, concerned. "Can you tell me
what he's doing that makes you uneasy?"
She took a deep breath before
responding, "He doesn't want me to wear
short or tight clothes. He doesn't want
me to talk to any other men, and
recently, he found out that I'm bisexual.
Now he's overly sensitive about my
female friends, too. He's becoming
controlling, and he even dares to shout
at me. He's acting like I'm an object, like I
have to do whatever he tells me. But I'm
the boss, Elina-I can't be obedient like
that."
My heart ached for her. "I hate it," I said,
my voice laced with anger. "They think
they own a woman. You should talk to
him, Adele-make him realize you won't
tolerate this. Scare him if you have to."
"I did," she admitted, "but he just doesn't
pay attention. I'm sure he has anger
issues. Ever since our announcement,
he's become a bit famous, and it's gone to
his head. He's so full of himself now."
I frowned, trying to find the right words.
"You've been living with him for a month
-this isn't normal. Did you try leaving
for a while?"
"Yes," she replied, nodding. "I came to
your house for three days, remember?"
I remembered those days vividly.
She had seemed more relaxed, but I
hadn't realized it was because she was
escaping from Paul.
"Look," I said carefully, "I can't tell you
what to do, but I've seen what happens
when a strong woman marries a
controlling man. My mother was an
alpha woman, just like you. She married
my father, who was just like Rich-
controlling, possessive. He broke her,
Adele. He took her job, her
independence, and eventually, her
confidence. I don't want that to happen
to you, so please, decide carefully."
Adele's eyes met mine, filled with a mix
of gratitude and fear.
"I know, Eli," she whispered. "That's what
scares me the most. I don't want to lose
myself."
I reached across the table and took her
hand, squeezing it gently.
"You won't," I promised her, "not if you
remember who you are and what you
deserve. You're stronger than this, Adele.
Don't let him take that from you."
She nodded, but I could see the doubt
lingering in her eyes.
For now, all I could do was be there for
her, offering the support and love she
needed to face whatever decision lay
ahead.
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Blooming Hearts
RomanceIt's about elina a young girl who is struggling with lounliness until she meets Adele her favorite singer and savior. A lesbian love story about Adele and elina. It's all based on my imagination.🤎🤎🤎