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PULL AND PUSH

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The next morning, Maya woke up with a heaviness she couldn’t name.

Tobi’s words echoed in her mind:

“You’re falling for him.”

“That’s what scares me.”

But when she checked her phone, there was no message from Adrian.

None.

Usually, he texted before 9 a.m.

Good morning, Maya.

Have a great day.

Did you sleep well?

But today—silence.

Maya’s chest tightened… but she told herself not to overthink it.

Not yet.

She got ready for work, replaying last night like a movie she wished she could pause, rewind, and rewrite.

Around noon, she finally received a message.

Adrian:

“Hope you’re okay today.”

Nothing else.

No emojis.

No warmth.

Just polite distance.

Maya stared at the message too long.

This wasn’t him.

He was holding back.

Protecting his heart.

Because he’d seen Tobi.

Because he’d felt the energy.

Because he didn’t want to compete—but he was already hurting.

She typed back quickly:

“I’m okay. Thanks.”

Then deleted it.

Too dry.

“Yesterday was really nice. Thank you.”

Deleted again.

Too forward.

Finally:

“Hope you’re good too.”

She hit send.

It felt… small.

Just like his message.

A reflection of where they stood now.

By evening, as she walked out of work, Maya saw someone leaning on a car near the gate.

Tobi.

Her heart dropped.

He straightened when he saw her.

“You didn’t pick up my calls,” he said.

“I was working.”

“I know. I waited.”

Maya blinked.

“Tobi… you waited outside my office?”

He shrugged casually.

“I wanted to see you.”

Her stomach tightened.

This was new.

This was… effort.

“Tobi, don’t start something you can’t finish,” she said quietly.

He took a slow breath.

“I’m not starting anything. I’m trying not to lose you.”

His voice—the sincerity in it—hit a weak spot she tried so hard to hide.

But she stayed firm.

“Tobi, you don’t get to panic because someone else is treating me right.”

That stung him.

She saw it in the way his jaw clenched.

“I’m not panicking,” he muttered.

“I’m just—”

He stopped.

“What?” she pushed.

Tobi looked at her with a mixture of jealousy and vulnerability she’d never seen in him.

“I’m realizing I messed up,” he murmured.

“And now I’m scared it’s too late.”

Her heart twisted.

But before she could respond—

her phone vibrated.

A message from Adrian.

She didn’t open it.

Tobi saw the name flash on the screen.

His expression changed instantly—darkening, tightening.

“Are you going to answer him?” he asked, voice rough.

Maya tucked her phone into her bag.

“No.”

Tobi stepped closer.

“Good.”

She frowned.

“Don’t get comfortable. I didn’t answer because I didn’t want to do this conversation with you angry.”

He ran his hand over his face, frustrated and jealous all at once.

“Maya, I’m trying. Doesn’t that count for something?”

She met his eyes.

“It does,” she whispered.

“But trying is different from choosing.”

That sentence hung in the air, heavy and true.

Later that night, when Maya finally opened Adrian’s message, her chest tightened.

Adrian:

“Just wanted to say goodnight.

I’m giving you space.

Didn’t want you to feel overwhelmed.”

Space.

He wanted space.

Her heart sank.

She typed slowly:

“I don’t want space from you.”

But she didn’t send it.

She erased it and wrote:

“Goodnight, Adrian.”

It felt wrong.

Too formal.

Too distant.

But she clicked send anyway.

A minute later, Adrian responded:

“Goodnight, Maya.”

Short.

Cold.

Controlled.

He was protecting himself.

He was also slipping away.

Maya lay on her bed staring at the ceiling, feeling emotionally tugged from two sides.

One man finally showing up.

Another man slowly walking away.

And she didn’t know which loss scared her more.

A soft knock interrupted her thoughts.

She opened the door.

Tobi stood there again, hands in his pockets.

“Maya,” he said quietly, “can we at least talk?”

She hesitated.

This was how he worked—

leave a gap wide enough for him to slip through.

But the look in his eyes…

the confusion…

the jealousy…

the fear…

It made her step aside.

He walked in.

Closed the door gently.

Turned to her.

And whispered:

“I don’t want to lose you to him.”

Her breath caught.

This—this push, this sudden desperation—

was the beginning of chaos she wasn’t ready for.

But her heart…

her confused heart…

was already tangled.

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  • The Luna he never expected    BREAKING POINT

    Tobi stood in the center of Maya’s living room, shoulders tense, eyes restless—like a man who finally realized the consequences of his own carelessness.Maya didn’t move closer.She didn’t speak.She let the silence hover, thick and heavy.Tobi broke first.“I know I haven’t been good to you,” he said quietly.“I know I haven’t given you what you want.”Maya crossed her arms.“What I deserve, Tobi. Not what I want.”He swallowed hard.“That too.”A small, bitter laugh escaped her.“You only say the right things when you’re scared of losing me.”His jaw tightened.“That’s not fair.”“Oh, it’s very fair,” she shot back.“You disappear for days. You text me when it’s convenient. You don’t ask about my feelings. You don’t even care if I cry.”Tobi looked like she’d slapped him.“Maya, I care.”“Then why don’t you act like it?”His voice cracked—just slightly.“Because I don’t know how.”Maya sat down on the arm of the couch, holding her chest with one hand.“Do you know how exhausting it

  • The Luna he never expected    PULL AND PUSH

    The next morning, Maya woke up with a heaviness she couldn’t name.Tobi’s words echoed in her mind:“You’re falling for him.”“That’s what scares me.”But when she checked her phone, there was no message from Adrian.None.Usually, he texted before 9 a.m.Good morning, Maya.Have a great day.Did you sleep well?But today—silence.Maya’s chest tightened… but she told herself not to overthink it.Not yet.She got ready for work, replaying last night like a movie she wished she could pause, rewind, and rewrite.Around noon, she finally received a message.Adrian:“Hope you’re okay today.”Nothing else.No emojis.No warmth.Just polite distance.Maya stared at the message too long.This wasn’t him.He was holding back.Protecting his heart.Because he’d seen Tobi.Because he’d felt the energy.Because he didn’t want to compete—but he was already hurting.She typed back quickly:“I’m okay. Thanks.”Then deleted it.Too dry.“Yesterday was really nice. Thank you.”Deleted again.Too forwa

  • The Luna he never expected    THE SLIP

    Tobi’s voice held something sharp—something that made Maya pause at the door, phone pressed against her ear.“Who were you with, Maya?”She inhaled slowly.“Why does it matter?”“Don’t do that,” he snapped. “Just answer me.”“It shouldn’t matter to you,” she repeated, calmer this time.Tobi let out a bitter laugh.“So you’re really entertaining that guy?”Her heart tightened.“He has a name. Adrian.”Silence.A long, heavy silence.Then Tobi’s voice dropped—lower, rougher.“Open your door. I’m outside.”Her breath hitched.“Tobi—”“Maya, just open the door.”Against her better judgement, she did.The moment she opened the door, Tobi stepped inside without waiting.He looked different—not angry, not smug.Just… unsettled.He ran a hand through his hair.“You went on a date with him.”Maya folded her arms.“Yes. And I had a good time.”He flinched slightly—he tried to hide it, but she saw.“So that’s where we are now?” he asked quietly.She shook her head.“Where we are is the same plac

  • The Luna he never expected    THE DATES

    The night after Tobi stormed out, Maya lay awake longer than she expected.Not because of him—at least, that’s what she told herself—but because of what Adrian had witnessed.She hated that he saw her in that chaotic moment.Hated that he had seen the side of her life she was still trying to outgrow.And she hated even more that she cared what he thought.She stared at the ceiling, listening to the quiet hum of the night. No shouting. No knocking. No emotional whiplash. Just silence. And somehow, that silence felt louder than anything Tobi had ever brought with him.By morning, a message waited on her phone.Adrian:Good morning, Maya.If you’re free today… let me take you out.No pressure. Just fresh air.Her heart softened instantly.No demands.No attitude.No ego.Just kindness wrapped in patience.Before she could reply, another message popped up.Tobi:Morning.We need to talk.She sighed, closing her eyes for a moment.Two men.Two different energies.One that drained her.One

  • The Luna he never expected    THE COLLISION

    Tobi didn’t wait for an invitation—he pushed the door open the moment Maya unlocked it halfway.The force startled her, even though it shouldn’t have. He had always entered her life like this—sudden, unapologetic, unavoidable.He smelled like midnight trouble—expensive perfume mixed with something reckless, something familiar enough to weaken her knees if she wasn’t careful. He walked in like he owned the place, like he always did, tossing his car keys onto the counter as though this apartment still belonged to both of them.“Why are you acting like you don’t want to see me?” he asked, dropping onto her couch, legs stretched wide, confidence dripping from every movement.Maya stayed near the door, fingers curling into her sleeves.“You didn’t say you were coming,” she said.Tobi smiled—that irritatingly confident smile that had once convinced her chaos was passion.“You never mind when it’s me.”She opened her mouth to argue, to remind him of the countless nights she had minded, when

  • The Luna he never expected    THE PULL

    Maya always knew when Tobi would drift into her life again—usually around 11 p.m., when loneliness mixed with ego and he remembered she existed. And tonight was no different. Her phone lit up with his name, the same name she had promised herself to stop answering.“Outside.”Just one word. No hello. No explanation. No effort.Still, her heart skipped—annoyed at herself for reacting.She didn’t go outside. She stayed by the window, watching him lean on his car like he owned her time. The streetlights glinted off the rims of his black SUV, and she noticed the faint crease of his jaw, the way the streetlight caught the glint of his watch. Every detail was etched into her memory, even the ones she pretended to have forgotten.After five minutes, he called.“Maya, stop forming. I just want to talk.”She opened her mouth to answer—but another vibration came in.A message. From Adrian.“Just checking on you. Did you eat?”Simple. Soft. Considerate.Everything Tobi never was.Maya stood there

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