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- Joelle -The final week before my return to Malta was a whirlwind of activity. With only three days between the end of my contract and my departure, I had numerous loose ends to tie up and people to see. My colleagues had kindly organized a farewell party for me, although it meant sacrificing valuable time for running errands. Thankfully, Kevin arrived a week before my flight and, as had become customary, he stayed with Aksel. Their relationship had grown increasingly serious, and it was heartwarming to witness Kevin finding someone who respected him and allowed him to be his authentic self in public. While Kevin was open about their relationship here, I suspected that very few people back home knew about Aksel. The fact that he hadn't even disclosed it to Jason, a close friend, concerned me. I empathized with Kevin's hesitation but hoped Aksel would be understanding if the truth ever came out. On the third day of his visit Kevin called me. He apologized for not calling earlier but
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- Jason -“That was delicious,” Joelle said as she licked her fingers. She’d eaten an entire Ftira with tuna, olives and marinated vegetables. “I’d forgotten how much I missed this,” she continued as she sipped her cola. She looked at the time. “Right, I need to run. I’ll meet you guys here as soon as I’m done,” she told us, planting a tender kiss on my lips before setting off at a brisk pace. I watched her until she was out of sight. Then turned to Kevin. “Things seem to be going well between you,” he told me. I nodded. “Rumor has it you’re a jealous guy,” he continued. “Now wait a minute…” I interrupted. He lifted his eye brows as he sipped his beer. “Is this about Aksel?” I asked him. “Hmmmm…. Yes!” he answered. “Who is the dude anyway?” I asked trying to sound less interested than I was. He took another sip, pausing for a moment before answering. “Let’s put it this way,” Kevin said. “He has absolutely no interest in Joelle. Zero. Nothing. Nada. At least not in THAT way,” he emph
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Joelle"So where does this leave us?" he asked, his voice carrying a hint of uncertainty, as I took slow sips from my cup of coffee. "I don’t know," I replied, the words slipping out hastily, carrying the weight of my own confusion. "Us." The word echoed in my mind, carrying a weight that stretched far beyond its simple letters. Could there truly be an "us"? The past weeks had woven a tapestry of emotions, where he had become a haven, a sanctuary in the midst of my chaos. Each visit to him had turned into a lifeline, a respite from the challenges of reality. But was he more than that? Or was he merely that, an escape, a temporary refuge from my troubles? I felt butterflies in my stomach every time I was about to meet him. It was a familiar sensation, one that had surfaced years ago, igniting my memories and emotions. Without thinking further, I looked into his eyes, closed them, leaned closer to him and kissed him. He didn’t push me away and reciprocated. At that moment in time, it f
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