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After the accident, something about Tiar changed. Or perhaps, more accurately, something that had always been there finally began to show.He became much more attentive than before. Every morning, his messages were among the first things I saw when I opened my eyes.“Good morning, beautiful.”“Did you sleep well?”“How’s your body today?”“Any pain?”Sometimes, before I could even reply to one message, another would arrive.“Have you eaten?”“Don’t skip breakfast.”“Take your medicine.”At first, I smiled every time I saw his messages. I felt cared for. After what had happened to me, I understood why Tiar might still be traumatized. He had almost lost me, and perhaps that had made him more afraid that something would happen again. But slowly, his attention became more than I needed.If I took a few minutes to reply, he would call.“Where are you?”“At work.”

The days after we became a couple felt almost unreal. Tiar slowly became part of my everyday life, so naturally that sometimes I forgot there had been a time when we were strangers. He was the first person I talked to in the morning and often the last person I spoke to before going to sleep. Even when he was busy with college, he always found a way to send me a message. “Morning, sleepyhead.” “Morning.” “You’re awake early.” “Because someone keeps waking me up.” “I didn’t call you.” “Your messages are enough.” He laughed when I told him that, and somehow, conversations that meant nothing became memories I wanted to keep forever. I was happy. Maybe happier than I had expected to be. For the first time in a long time, I stopped questioning whether I was making the right decision. I simply enjoyed having someone who made me feel wanted. That morning, T

There are moments when someone slowly becomes part of your everyday life without you even realizing when it happened. That was exactly how Tiar entered mine. At first, he was just someone I happened to reconnect with after years apart. Then, somehow, his messages became something I looked forward to, his jokes became the reason I smiled at my phone, and his name became one of the first things I looked for every morning.That night, Tiar asked me to have dinner with him. It was supposed to be simple. Just dinner. At least, that was what I kept telling myself.I stood in front of my closet for almost an hour, changing clothes more times than I would ever admit. Every time I looked in the mirror, I found something wrong. Too simple. Too formal. Too much. Not enough.I finally settled on something simple and comfortable.“This is just dinner,” I whispered to myself.But my heart didn’t seem to believe me.When Tiar arrived, I immedia

The more I talked to Tiar, the more I realized one thing about him. He was annoying. But somehow, he was annoying in the most enjoyable way possible. He had this strange talent for turning almost everything into a joke. Even when I was complaining about work, he always found a way to make me laugh. One afternoon, I was telling him how exhausted I was. “Work is killing me today.” His reply came almost immediately. “Then quit.” I laughed. “Easy for you to say.” “Fine. Don’t quit.” “Then what?” “Marry your boss.” I stared at the screen. “What?” “Problem solved. You don’t have to work anymore.” I rolled my eyes. “You’re ridiculous.” “At least I’m useful.” “How?” “I give solutions.” “Terrible solutions.” “Still solutions.” I laughed again. That was Tiar. Sometimes his jokes didn’t even make sense. Sometimes they were so bad that I couldn’t understand why I was laughing, but somehow, I always did. He had a way of making conversations feel easy, light, and comfortable. I could talk to him ab

At first, I thought our conversation would end there. Just two people who had once been in the same elementary school class, unexpectedly finding each other again after years through a social media app. Nothing more. At least, that was what I thought. I didn’t expect Tiar to become part of my everyday life. I didn’t expect his name to become one of the first things I looked for when I woke up. And I definitely didn’t expect a simple conversation with someone from my childhood to make me feel something I hadn’t felt in a very long time.But I was wrong.Because after that first conversation, Tiar started appearing more often. It began with simple messages. “Are you at work?” “Yeah.” “Tired?” “A little.” “Have you eaten?” “Not yet.” Nothing special. Nothing that should have made my heart beat faster. But somehow, those small conversations never stayed small. One question became another. One answer became another story. And before I realized it, we could spend hours talking about things

There are moments in life when we have to accept that not everything will go the way we once planned. My name is Laya. Once, I imagined my life would be simple. I would graduate from high school, go to college, find a good job, and eventually build a life with someone I loved. But life had other plans for me. I never went to college. Instead of sitting in a university classroom, I started working at one of the banks in my hometown. Every morning, I went to work in formal clothes, met countless people, and followed a routine that slowly taught me what it meant to become an adult. At first, I felt like I was falling behind. My friends began leaving town for college. Some were accepted into public universities, others chose private ones, and some were already starting to build the lives they had always dreamed of. And me? I was simply trying to make the best of what I had. But as I grew older, I began to understand something. Life isn’t only about what we want. Sometimes, it’s ab