After the incident with his past girlfriend, who had been emotionally abusive, Conor withdrew from dating for years. When he finally began to re-enter my life, it felt both familiar and new. Slowly but surely, he reintroduced the small gestures that had once made my heart flutter—holding hands, kissing my forehead, and inviting me out as he used to. It was like stepping back into a comforting rhythm, yet this time, there were no mentions of other women.
He seemed solely focused on me, and for the first time in a long while, I felt truly cherished. Each day, he called me, his voice a warm reassurance. We spent countless hours together, exploring new places, sharing laughter, and deepening our connection. I was enveloped in a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in so long. Every moment spent with him reignited the happiness I had thought was lost. In those sweet, stolen moments, I felt loved in a way that was both exhilarating and terrifying, like a delicate flower blooming after a long winter.
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The best man
ChickLitLily and Conor have been inseparable since their university days, bound by a deep friendship that has weathered the test of time. While Conor appreciates Lily's presence in his life and the comfort of their relationship, he remains oblivious to the...
