A Language of Their Own
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Last published Sat, Apr 5, 2025
It started with a seat across from her and a boy who shouldn't have mattered. But somehow, Daniel always did.
Sylvia never believed in love the way others did. She had seen it fall apart, seen people leave when they swore they wouldn't. So when Daniel walked into her life with his quiet smirks and unexpected understanding, she convinced herself it was nothing. Just friendship. Just something fleeting.
But then why did it feel like everything?
Why did it hurt when he walked away?
Now, sitting across from him again, the past between them like an open book-literally-Sylvia wonders if some connections aren't meant to be explained. Just understood.
Because love isn't always loud. Sometimes, it's the spaces between words. Sometimes, it's a language only two people will ever know.
And the question is... will she finally be brave enough to speak it?
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