Lola pov Lola had always believed that commitment arrived with certainty.A moment when doubt evaporated and everything aligned cleanly into place. She had waited for that feeling for years, assuming that anything less meant hesitation or fear.Now, sitting across from Melvin at the kitchen table late one evening, she understood how wrong she had been.Commitment did not feel like certainty.It felt like courage.Elara was asleep. The apartment was quiet in the way that only came after a full day. Lola wrapped her hands around her mug, the warmth grounding her.“I’ve been thinking,” she said slowly.Melvin looked up, attentive but unguarded.“That usually means something important,” he said gently.She smiled faintly.“It means I don’t want us to keep circling what we already know.”Melvin pov He felt his chest tighten, not with fear but with readiness.“I don’t either,” he said.Lola took a breath.“I don’t want to rush into labels,” she continued. “But I also don’t want to pretend
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