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𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓌𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒫𝒶𝓈𝓉

[Jay's POV]

Trust was a fragile thing, and as I watched her, I knew I was at a crossroads. The bond we were building was becoming harder to ignore, yet the shadows of my past loomed large.

Days passed, and every moment we spent together pulled me closer to her. But with every laugh shared, every secret exchanged, I felt the weight of my past pressing down on me.

One evening, I found her sitting on the steps outside the safe house, lost in thought. I joined her, the silence stretching between us.

"What's on your mind?" I asked, breaking the stillness.

She sighed, running a hand through her hair. "Just... everything. This world is so different from what I imagined."

I nodded, understanding the struggle. "It can be overwhelming."

"Do you ever think about your past? About how you got here?" she asked, her eyes searching mine.

I hesitated, the memories flooding back—betrayals, losses, moments that had shaped me into who I was. "All the time. But it's not something I like to dwell on."

"Why not? It's part of who you are," she pressed gently.

"It's complicated," I replied, my voice tightening. "I lost a lot, and sometimes it feels easier to forget."

Her gaze softened, and I could see the concern in her eyes. "You don't have to forget. You can learn from it."

"Maybe," I conceded, feeling exposed. "But learning hurts."

"Sometimes, hurting is necessary," she said, her voice steady.

I turned to her, surprised by her insight. "You've thought about this a lot, haven't you?"

"Maybe," she replied with a hint of a smile. "But I also know that I want to help you. I can't just sit by and watch you carry this burden alone."

In that moment, I realized that she was different. She saw through my bravado, and it scared me.

"Promise me you'll be careful," I said, my voice low. "This world isn't forgiving."

She nodded, determination etched in her features. "I will. But I need you to promise me something too."

"What's that?" I asked, intrigued.

"Promise me you won't push me away. I want to be part of this, part of your life," she said earnestly.

I felt a rush of emotions at her words. "I can't make promises I'm not sure I can keep."

"Try," she urged softly.

"Okay," I whispered, my heart pounding. "I'll try."