Amara had always believed that love, once declared, would steady the ground beneath her feet. That it would serve as an anchor, a shield against the tides of expectation and doubt. But lately, everything felt uncertain. Darren had been appearing more often at her church, outside her workplace, even sending messages at odd hours, reminding her of their “unfinished story.” Each encounter unsettled her, as though a door she had firmly closed was being pried open again, brick by brick, against her will.She ignored the messages at first, deleting them before she could dwell on the words. But the persistence was undeniable. Darren had a way of appearing polished, persuasive, and painfully familiar, qualities that once charmed her, now suffocating. She didn’t want to give him room in her life, but her family’s growing approval of his pursuit gnawed at her. Her mother spoke of him with a warmth reserved for someone long trusted. Her father, more guarded, still called him “a respectable man w
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