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That this was still possible. But nothing happens. And for the first time in my life, I understand something that had always sounded like weakness to me: Letting go is not giving up. So I get in my car. There’s no dramatic exit. No slammed doors. It’s just quiet… final. And just as I’m about to drive off, my phone buzzes. It’s a call from an unknown number. I know who it is before I even pick it up. Camille. Because the universe is funny like that. It waits for you to be at your lowest, then throws you temptation.

‘’When it’s time to call it quits, I’ll be the one to say it" Unconsciously, he found himself leaning forward too. ‘’Why?’’

But as I stood there, staring out at the fading light, a small voice inside me whispered something I hadn’t allowed myself to consider before. “Maybe it’s time to let go.”

"I can't give you a divorce, but this time alone should help us think about what we want for ourselves." I couldn't believe it, Gabriel was setting me free, he was letting me spend time away from him, I didn't know or understand why I was crying again, I must have a problem in my head, I must be happy, I will be free for a while, nothing more, but it was freedom and I wasn't happy. A fake smile appeared on my lips.

he smiled as he looked forward once more. " Sometimes it's best if you just get out with it. It's not like I said anything mean" That caused him to smirk and silence befell us once again. This time around, it was a lot more comfortable. But it didn't last long before he cut in. " You never answered my question on why you quit" I never did, because I didn't want to, but I can't avoid the question forever can I? " I just wanted to. I thought it might be a little awkward for you, you know. Especially with Louie and all" My voice dimmed at the last words but I'm very sure he had heard me.

He would break her heart every weekend to go on a date with another woman and would come back begging. But last two weeks ago, Alita decided to end the toxic relationship once and for all, even when it hurts her to lose him, she had to remind herself that she had to live without him or live with him and regret for the rest of her life. "He is so hot" Elita moaned as she licked her index finger, she walked closer to Alita and stopped "You need to hear the way he was calling my name, unlike you, he hardly looks at your face"

In the quiet reflection of the night, the admission claws its way to the surface, stark and undeniable: my heart has vacated the premises of this union. A sigh escapes me, a silent surrender to the inevitable. The decision crystallizes within me, as clear as the stars outside my window. It's time to let go, to free both Alex and myself from the charade of contentment. The thought terrifies me, but beneath the fear, there's a sense of liberation, a promise of authenticity that I've yearned for.

Forget. "I can't, Marcus. I can't. Not now. Not tonight. Not like this. I need to think. I need to understand. I need to know what I want, what I can, what I dare. I need time. Time for myself. Time to think. Time to decide. Time to be sure. Sure that I won't run. That I won't leave. That I won't abandon. That I won't do what everyone did to me. That I won't do to you what everyone did to me. Leave. Abandon. Let go. Forget."

"The point is the garden. The point is the bench. The point is the coffee in the morning and the stars at night and the people you love. The point is the living." I look at him. "When did you become a poet." "When I stopped being afraid of sounding stupid." "That is the opposite of everything you used to believe." "I know. That is the point." I drink my coffee. The sun is warm. The roses are blooming. The oak tree is tall. "I will think about it," I say. "That is all I ask." --- I think about it for a week. I call Chloe. She says take the semester off. She says you have been going nonstop since you were fourteen. She says you deserve a break. She says you are not quitting. You are just pausi

He sighed. "If you were, why didn't you say anything to make her stop?" He had no answer for that. "Let's face it Caden, you are ashamed of me and the fact that we were friends at some point in our lives and I finally get it. I'm letting you go now so don't worry about being associated with me anymore, I'll remain invisible to you." I didn't wait for a response this time, just severed the call. The wetness on my cheeks was the first sign of how difficult really letting him and all our memories go, is going to be, but I'm determined to give it my all.