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2025-09-05 10:49:00Dylan's POV
I often wonder, what would happen if Carissa knew everything? Not in fragments, not in the long pauses I’ve given her now, but all of it—unfiltered, unprotected.
I know the answer: she might be hurt. Or worse, she might leave.
That’s what makes me hold back. Keeping the secret sealed tight, even though in my chest it feels like carrying a heavy stone that grows heavier each day.
Morning came slowly, with soft light seeping through the curtains. I hadn’t really slept last night—more like lying awake, listening to the ticking clock, and occasionally to the sound of Carissa shifting on the sofa.
I got up first. The kitchen was still quiet, the air cool against my skin. I turned on the stove, set water to boil for tea. Somehow, such a simple act gave me something to hold on to, something tangible while my mind kept spinning.
When the water began to bubble, I stared at th
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One Night Stand with My Brother's Best Friend 73
Dylan’s POVThere were faces from the past still haunting me, choices I regretted, mistakes I could never erase. How could I hand all that over to her just like that?What if, after she knew, she looked at me differently?I lowered my head, pretending to busy myself with the teacup. “Not yet,” I said again.Again, she only smiled faintly, though I knew there was disappointment hidden in her eyes.Carissa never forced me. That was exactly what made me feel even more guilty.I often wondered, what would happen if our roles were reversed?If Carissa were the one carrying a heavy secret, and I had to wait, to hold back, to be patient.Maybe I wouldn’t be as strong as her. Maybe I would’ve already given up, demanded answers, forced the truth out.But Carissa wasn’t like that. She walked beside me with patience, even when my
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Dylan’s POVMy lips froze. The words stuck in my throat. I could only look down at my hands, clasped together tightly.“Carissa.” I tried to say something, but my voice was barely audible.She turned, waiting.“If one day I tell you everything,” I whispered, “promise me you won’t leave?”She looked at me for a long time, her eyes clear, filled with a certainty that was both terrifying and soothing.“I never make promises I can’t keep, Dylan. But one thing I can assure you… I’ll always try to be there for you. As long as I can, I’ll stay.”I closed my eyes for a moment, letting her words seep into my chest. It felt like balm on an unseen wound. Warm, yet it made me painfully aware of how great the risk was if one day I failed to protect her trust.Silence fell again. But this time it was different—no
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Dylan’s POVI nodded, glancing at the neat handwriting filling the page, fabric, simple invitations, food, even small notes about who needed to be told. There was such sincerity in the way she wrote, as if she was building a small world for her brother.“He’s lucky to have you,” I murmured.Carissa turned to me, her brow slightly furrowed. “What do you mean?”“Someone is thinking of these things for him,” I said with a faint smile. “Not everyone has family who cares like that.”She chuckled softly, but her eyes were gentle. “If not me, then who else? He’s felt alone so many times. I just want him to know there’s still a home for him.”I drew in a heavy breath. Her words pierced deep. There’s still a home for him. I asked myself, would Carissa also be able to say that to me, if one day I laid everything bare? Or would I lose the
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Dylan's POVI often wonder, what would happen if Carissa knew everything? Not in fragments, not in the long pauses I’ve given her now, but all of it—unfiltered, unprotected.I know the answer: she might be hurt. Or worse, she might leave.That’s what makes me hold back. Keeping the secret sealed tight, even though in my chest it feels like carrying a heavy stone that grows heavier each day.Morning came slowly, with soft light seeping through the curtains. I hadn’t really slept last night—more like lying awake, listening to the ticking clock, and occasionally to the sound of Carissa shifting on the sofa.I got up first. The kitchen was still quiet, the air cool against my skin. I turned on the stove, set water to boil for tea. Somehow, such a simple act gave me something to hold on to, something tangible while my mind kept spinning.When the water began to bubble, I stared at th
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Carissa's POVI wanted to know who it was to. But I held back.Finally, he turned off his phone and set it on the table, louder than usual.I jumped slightly. He quickly raised his hand, “Sorry. I didn’t mean to.”I nodded and closed my book. “You want to tell me anything, Dylan? Even if it’s only half.”He stared at me for a long moment. “Are you sure?”I sighed. “I’m more afraid of you keeping it to yourself than of me hearing something that might be serious.”Dylan lowered his head. There was a long pause before he finally said, very quietly, “There’s someone I hurt in the past. And I don’t know when… or if they’ll ever show up again.”The words lingered in the air, thin but piercing.I waited. But he
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Carissa's POVDylan's words made my chest both warm and tight. Because I felt the same way.I stared at him for a long moment, then said softly, “I’m scared too. But I also want… not to have to hide all the time.”Dylan lifted his face, his eyes staring at me seriously. “Do you want us to tell people?”I swallowed. “I don’t know. Maybe not everyone. But at least… those close to me. So I don’t have to lie every time I’m asked.”He closed his eyes briefly, as if weighing something heavy. When he opened them again, his gaze was filled with doubt. “I understand. But… I’m not ready, Carissa. Not now.”I nodded slowly, though my chest ached a little. “I understand,” I replied, though I didn’t fully comprehend.We were silent again. But t
