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Prologue
How nice is to be able to love someone without any limitations, to be able to love with freedom, with such feelings where you would feel safe and sound — like home. And Valentin thinks he found the right feeling, giving all of him to somebody until he lost that someone. And suddenly, all of the emotions felt foreign. Everything felt new.
On the other hand, Jax, or Jake, just wants a fairytale fitting love story. All the butterflies in the stomach, the blurring of the background everytime his significant other would pass by, the little smiles, and the soft gestures. But he couldn't find that in a world where everything is settled with misery, where everything is either hot and wild or something mature.
In this world where everything is basically ruined, in a life where the axis revolves around money and career, would love be even able to fit in?
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I'm only thinking about two things right now: how to move on and how to forget an ex-lover. I've been staring at this dating site for who knows how long and still haven't decided whether or not to join. It's been a particularly difficult year for me, and it's only September. I suppose I still have time to enjoy Christmas to the fullest if only I could meet someone who could assist me throughout the year. I don't care if it's platonic or romantic; I just need to forget about him. Sighing, I pressed the exit button and instead typed in the search bar. Modern problems necessitate modern solutions, so rather than show everyone how desperate I am, I decided to do it privately so that I could at least save my face. I know there's not much of a difference, but hey, a man can suck it up. My fingers typed those words quickly — how should I proceed? I quickly clicked the first link and skimmed through the entire thing. I chose
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IT'S been fifteen minutes and I'm still quietly sobbing here. Few people asked me if I'm okay and I answered them with the most ridiculous answers I could come up earlier. I plucked my earphones in instead and pretended as if there's an emotional music playing tugging on my heart strings even though my phone's battery is dead.One, two, three, and four quiet sobs. It's such a regret that I brought no handkerchief or at least a cap that could hide my face. This is embarrassing, but I can't also help myself. It hurts a lot and the thoughts just keeps on coming back. No matter how hard I try, I can't stop thinking about him and what happened earlier. His answers to my questions acted as million knives continuously stabbing me everywhere.I can feel my throat getting dry as well. I've been crying my eyes out and I'm pretty sure that the people around me are either getting worried or getting creeped out. I can see most th
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I woke up as I felt the sunlight hitting my skin. Today, waking up feels like a huge responsibility but at the same time, I felt relaxed compared to the past few days I had to drag myself out of sleep. Time check, 9:53 AM. Pretty early.I stood up, prepared myself some nice breakfast, worked out for good thirty minutes, listened to some good lofi music, relaxed in a warm bath, did the ten step skin care routine, watched some cat videos, meditated, ordered things, and went online to surf the internet. For the first time in this week, I felt productive. And it felt really nice. That gave me a smile on my face. I feel like I'm ready to go out and converse with my friends without having to tear up everytime he is brought into the conversation. It's been three weeks since the confrontation happened. And today, it's finally my flight. I did all things to clear my head and so far, so good.Since it's my flight, I decided to dress
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My adrenaline began to flood as soon as I sat down and noticed the man’s face. The only thing that sprang to mind was to flee, which I did. It’s a good thing they were both talking to each other since it would have been embarrassing if they had seen me fleeing. Shock and terror seeped through my body, and those two sensations overtook me. And now I’m overthinking everything. What if that is, in fact, him? But what if I only made a spectacle of myself?I’m well aware that I shouldn’t be thinking about it right now. The world’s population is in the billions – billions! – and I shouldn’t be concerned, but I can’t shake the feeling. I despise myself for thinking about the impossible, but that’s how my mind operates. He reminds me a lot of Razen, which brings up my abandonment massive issues. When I noticed the folks around me staring at me as if I was the strangest guy they’d ever seen, I came to a halt. I cl
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I came to a halt at my tracks, drained of breath. When I cast my gaze around, all I see are throngs of people buying knickknacks, conversing, saying hello to their peers, and eating… but I have no idea where I am. I’d like to ask them, but my social anxiety is getting the best of me. I grumbled my feelings of frustration.I’m lost. That is impossible to deny.I kneaded my head and took a deep breath, upset. I panicked as I took my phone out of my pocket. I can’t seem to find it! Because I was in a bit of a rush, it must have fallen when I raced away. I’m freaking out right now because I feel so utterly helpless. What should I do now that I’m lost and on top of that, can’t contact Chase? My mind is telling me that I’ll be abducted, that my organs would be sold on the black market, that my friends will be unable to identify my corpse, and that my death will be a horrible event.I sneered. Yes, I
Stricken Hearts Chapter 7
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Stricken Hearts Chapter 8
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