Sincerely Yours

Sincerely Yours

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Nate Blanchard was a college sophomore born to high class religious parents but raised by what they call hicks. He was a gorgeous guy hiding in the safety of a black hoodie and an impenetrable shield of pessimism and depression. He knew himself that one day he'd wind up spiraling down a pit of darkness and end up dead. One incident when he was younger left him scarred. He wasn't sure if he could trust anyone anymore. He was also not a fan of Aiden Pattinson. He was too often bubbly, loud, and dated more boys than the average boy-crazed teenage girl. He was all too opposite, the trust fund baby was too popular to notice an antisocial like Nate. Of course, these were all excuses. Wayward glances in algebra meant more than a simple look and the ability to spot him in any environment was not a simple coincidence. So, what happens when Aiden pays Nate more attention than he could ever dream of?
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"Aiden, is it true?" My voice trembled as I searched his cold, distant gaze, feeling the ground shift beneath me. Tears blurred my vision, but I fought to focus, desperate for him to deny the accusations. I needed him to assure me that the man I had loved since college had not betrayed me. I wiped my cheeks and grasped his hands, the warmth of our shared moments now a painful memory. "Please, Aiden... say something." For a heartbeat, silence enveloped us, thick and suffocating. Then, his voice sliced through the stillness, sharp and devoid of emotion. "Isla, I'm sorry. But what you've heard... it's true." Time seemed to freeze as disbelief crashed over me like a tidal wave. His words lingered in the air, cold and final, as I searched his eyes for the warmth that once danced there. But all I found was emptiness. Where had the man I loved gone? How had everything we built vanished in an instant?

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