JacobI feigned indifference, but the encounter at the campus haunted me. His gaze bore into me as if reclaiming his rightful property. Daniel's eyes held the same dark allure that had once shackled me. But, he had no right to me now, not after the chaos he'd wrought. The memory of his presence lingered like a ghost, refusing to fade. Every step I took, every breath I drew, felt tainted by the weight of his reappearance. I had spent years rebuilding myself, stitching together the fragments of my life after he had shattered them into tiny little chunks. And now, with just one look, he threatened to unravel it all. With one look, the memory had come rushing back.That night, I clung to Nathan tighter than ever before. His warmth felt like a lifeline, a reminder of the stability I had fought so hard to secure.The silent jazz serenading us seemed almost too pitiful, the melancholy notes weaving through the air like whispered regrets. Each buzz from my phone sent tremors through my
JacobTen years. It felt like an eternity.Never thought I'd lay eyes on him again. I had convinced myself it was a good thing, that those years had brought peace. A fresh start in a new town, a job that paid the bills, and Nathan… steady, kind Nathan… who made me feel safe in a way I hadn’t known was possible. I had built a life that didn’t involve looking over my shoulder every minute of every fucking day, waiting for the past to catch up. The nightmares, once deafening, had faded to mere whispers. But then, on a typical day, class and then hanging around before work.The sun shone so brightly, as I leaned against the wall outside the hall, lost in my phone, scrolling through texts and replying to Nathan’s messages. Nathan had texted that he’d meet me in school, so he could take me to the pub, and I was waiting for him. “Need to quickly grab something at the store”, he’d texted. I’d smiled, typing a text to send to him, lost in my music, oblivious to the world outside my lit
JacobI hadn’t planned on laying eyes on the bastard… ever again.I thought our paths would never cross again in this lifetime, but who was I kidding? I’d agreed to move back to New York with Nathan. To prove to him that my past had no power over me anymore. I just wanted him to trust that I was strong enough to come back to the one place I’d dreaded for years. And somehow I believed in that too. That I’d grown past my trauma.But how wrong I was. I didn’t go snooping around. Didn’t peek at his social media profiles. Didn’t bother asking after him. I didn’t even dare drive by the joints people had said he used to frequent. I’d stayed away. I’d told myself to forget him… or at least pretend to.I’d asked Nathan to get a place far away from his neighborhood, and I’d done the same.But some bastards just had a knack for popping up when you think you’ve outrun them.It was meant to be a typical day, with work, and studying for my masters degree. Class in the early hours, work in the e
Jacob Once, I figured normal was out of my grasp. Given what I'd endured… the pains, the betrayals, the nights spent curled up in the dark, praying for silence… I'd assumed I'd spend my life feeling numb, armored against love.I had built walls so high that even the thought of someone scaling them seemed laughable. Then came Nathan, a man unlike any other I’ve ever met.He didn’t demand anything from me. No treating me like a mystery to unravel or a trophy to show off. No prying into the parts of me I wasn’t ready to share. He didn’t push when I clammed up about my past, didn’t flinch when I recoiled from unexpected touches. He just stuck around, his presence alone scratching away at my defenses, brick by stubborn brick. His hand in mine in public didn’t scream possession. It whispered pride… not the kind that bragged, but the kind that said, ‘I’m lucky to have you.’ His eyes flickered when he spoke, like every topic, no matter how boring, had a secret worth sharing. He talked ab
DanielYears dripped by, thick with the weight of regret. They didn’t go past unnoticed, they clung like a curse, each one heavier than the last. I followed the path laid out for me…graduating with honors, diving headfirst into the family empire, wearing costly suits tailored to perfection, and flashing practiced smiles for the cameras. Yet, everything felt like a phantasm. A performance. Fortune and power grew around me, courtesy of my father’s relentless push. He had always said that if I couldn’t be the son he dreamed of, I should at least forge a legacy for the family. For mom and Sarah. So, I built companies, made strategic investments, and paraded with women… of different classes. Elegant, poised, every one of them handpicked by my father, to reflect the image of success. And none was like Jacob. None had his sharp wit, his guarded smiles, the way his eyes darkened when he was angry or softened when he was lost in thought. I deluded myself into thinking I’d moved on. T
DanielLife without Jacob was like a never-ending punishment. It didn’t hit me like a fat brick on the head. No. It was worse than that.It was more like a slow, torturous ache that inched its way into every part of my life, making everything I had to feel like a sad, pathetic lie. I had all the riches, respect, and family one could ask for, but none of it meant shit without him. The first few months after graduation were hell. I tried playing it cool, somehow trying to convince myself I didn’t need him. That I was stronger than this. Then whatever feelings I had for him… still have for himThat I could move on like nothing had happened. But the truth was, I was drowning. Every morning, I’d wake up expecting to hear his voice, to see his smirk, to feel his warmth beside me. Instead, all I got was utter silence. At night, when I’d wake up in a cold sweat with his name on my lips, I’d reach for him, and all I found was the empty side of the bed. A fucking gap where he was meant to