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As he walked into the conference room, he felt the looks of the other members. He could feel their judgment, their whispers. But rather than letting it smash him, Haven stood tall. He was still haven. He had built his realm once, and he could do it once more. The meeting went better than he had anticipated. Financial enthusiasts were captivated by his new ideas, and by the end of the day, he had secured a few potential deals. It wasn’t much, but it was a start, a little triumph in the long street to recuperation. Afterward that night, Haven sat in his loft, gazing at the city lights outside his window. The torment was still there, but for the first time in a long time, it didn’t feel overpowering. He wasn’t completely mended, and he didn’t know if he ever would be. But he was moving forward. As he raised his glass to his lips, he thought of Alexis, of everything they had been through and everything they had lost. And after that he thought of Vanessa, of the way she had showed up wh

As the weeks turned into months, Haven found himself getting closer to Vanessa, despite his best endeavors to keep his distance. The lines between friendship and something more gotta be progressively troublesome to maintain. One evening, as they sat together on the couch, the TV flashing in the background, Haven felt the pressure between them at long last snap. Without considering, he came to her, pulling her into a kiss that was as much an act of franticness because it was craving. Vanessa reacted immediately, her hands tangling in his hair, her body squeezing against his. For a minute, it felt like everything had fallen into place, like the universe had adjusted to bring them back together. But as they pulled apart, breathless and shaken, reality came crashing down. “I shouldn’t have done that,” Haven said, running a hand through his hair. “I’m sorry.” Vanessa shook her head, her fingers brushing against his cheek. “Don’t apologise, haven this was bound to happen eventually.” H

Haven gazed at the screen, his heart beating. Haven stared at his phone, the screen illuminating his face in the dim light of his room. Alexis’s message lingered, a simple question, yet it felt loaded with significance. He had never felt so unsure before. Each word she sent seemed to pulse with meaning, leaving him fidgeting with anxiety.He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to shake off the unease. Should he reply with something casual? Funny? Or was this a moment that called for sincerity? He couldn’t remember feeling this way about anyone before, his heart raced, and his palms were clammy.Haven glanced at the clock, counting down the seconds as he re-read her message. A part of him wanted to overanalyze every detail, while another part urged him to just respond and put an end to the torment. He typed a few responses, only to delete them moments later.“What if I say the wrong thing?” he thought, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. The weight of his uncertainty pressed down

Haven leaned against the windowpane, looking out at the cold morning light breaking through the gray clouds. It had been months since Alexis left, however the space in his heart hadn’t reduced. He still woke up some evenings coming out for her, as if to feel the empty space in his bed, a void as deep as the one she left in his life. Now, the torment felt fresher, more lively, as news of Alexis's engagement to Matthew had spread like fierce blaze. He recoiled at the thought of them together, the thoughts of their battles, their cold hushes now supplanted by pictures of her snickering with another man. But it wasn’t just the smiles; it was the wedding. Alexis was arranging her wedding to Matthew, and each step forward she took was like a nail driven into Haven’s heart. “Haven, man, you’ve need to move on,” his friend Malik had told him over drinks the night before. “It’s not like you didn’t see this coming. You’ve been holding onto something that’s long gone. She’s not coming back.”

Haven gazed at the coffee glass before him, the steam rising gradually, disseminating into the cool air. His fingers followed the edge of the ceramic edge, but his mind was far away, lost in an ocean of tangled thoughts and feelings. Alexis’ snicker reverberated in his head, frequenting him. He could nearly see her, the way she used to sit over from him at the café, her hands wrapped around her own face, eyes filled with the warmth of shared minutes. That was a year back. Now, Alexis was planning to wed somebody else, Matthew. His chest fixed as he thought of it. It wasn’t the reality that she left. It was the suddenness of it, the way their once-perfect life had come slamming down in a matter of months. He hadn’t seen it coming, hadn’t been ready for the hurricane that had turned his world upside down. One minute, they were arranging their future together, and the next, she was gone. Haven pulled himself back to the show, shaking his head as if to clear the cobwebs. He looked up jus