Combination Of Light and Darkness
What will happen when light and darkness will collapse with each other?
"She was the light he never thought he needed. He was the darkness she was warned to stay away from. But when light and darkness collide, will...
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Raj🖤
Next morning when I woke up, my head felt heavy, but that's not what bothered me the most. It was the weight of realization settling in my chest.
I like you.
Shit… I actually confessed my feelings to Jane last night.
I shut my eyes, hoping it was just a dream, but the memories came rushing back—the way my fingers hesitated over my phone, the way I told her I wanted to say something, and the way she pushed me to speak. And then I did. I told her I liked her.
I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling sharply. Yeah I was a little drunk, but even though I was a little drunk. I knew every word I said was true. I wasn't the kind of guy to let loose my tongue unless the truth was ready clawing its way out. And with her… it had been waiting for an escape.
But now? Now, I couldn’t even think about confronting her. What if she didn't feel the same? What if I made her uncomfortable to talk with me? Hell, what if she just brushed it off and not took it seriously since I was drunk.
I wasn’t the type to let my guard down, not for anyone. But she was different. She had always been different.
And maybe that was what scared me the most.
I needed a distraction. Anything.
So, I did what I always did—I kept myself busy. Training, gym, casual conversations with my teammates, anything that could take my mind off the blunder I made last night. But no matter what I did, Jane Scott kept slipping into my thoughts like an unshakable habit.
I even went back to my old ways—texting the girls I used to entertain, the ones who never meant anything. It was easy before. A few flirty texts, a meaningless conversation, and I’d forget about whatever was messing with my head. But this time… it didn’t work.
Because the moment I tried, it hit me.
I hadn’t been with anyone since I started talking to Jane a month ago. No flings, no random hookups, nothing. It wasn’t a conscious decision, but now that I realized it, it felt like a punch to the gut.
