Still, We Loved

Still, We Loved

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He was married, I was learning who I was. The world never gave us a place-- but in the quiet, stolen hours, we loved anyway. This is the story of everything we weren't supposed to feel... but did.
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Before the world wakes, there's a pocket of quiet. Just coffee. Madeleines. Soft glances that last too long. Two women-colleagues, friends, not quite lovers-share stolen mornings in a classroom three flights above reality. What begins as ritual becomes something more: tentative touches, shared breath, words unsaid. And when the quiet isn't enough to contain them anymore... everything tilts. A slow burn. A love story. A study in restraint, longing, and what happens when "almost" finally turns into "yes." So I basically wrote a fanfiction of my own life. With more orgasms and fewer consequences. A highly fictionalized account of what I would have done if I were braver, sluttier, and less employed.

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