Don T Overthink It Novels & Stories

“Marilyn, don't overthink it. It was just one experience and it won't ever happen again.“ I said quietly to myself and nodded. It will definitely not happen again.

"Am I being toxic for doubting-" "Shhh." I shushed him before he could even finish his sentence. I shook my head slowly to assure him that he's not as I feel too guilty for making him think of himself like that. "Not even a bit. You're still the same, Gab. You're just being too overwhelmed with what's happening lately and it makes you feel restless and anxious. But you're not close to being toxic." I assured him before giving him a peck. He pouted as if he's not convinced with what I said and I can't help but chuckle cause I've never seen anyone that can be as cute as him even after crying and being an upset kitten a while ago.

he asked, clearly smiling on the other end of the line. Oh, the super confident brute. Even though we worried about boundaries, he still didn't stop testing the limits. "Of course. Please come over when you have time." I heard his slow breath on the other end of the line. It sounded like it was held until after my reply. "That's good. I do want to come over and... spend time with you." "Okay," I said with a mantra marching in my mind. Don't overthink. Don't overthink. Don't overthink.

He nodded slightly. “That’s normal.” “It’s annoying,” she said. That made him smile faintly. “Yeah. It is.” Avery let out a small breath, some of the tension easing just a little. “I don’t want to ruin this by overthinking every little thing,” she said. “Then don’t give every thought that much power,” he replied. She looked at him. “That sounds simple.” “It is simple,” he said. “Not easy.” Avery nodded slowly. That made sense.

Don't think about the thirty dollars you don't have. Just focus on today. Tomorrow would take care of itself.

He glances at me, his expression unreadable for a moment, before he leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees. “Sometimes, the solution’s right in front of you,” he says, his voice low, almost casual, but there’s something about the way he says it—deliberate, pointed—that pulls my attention. He swirls the last of his drink, his gaze flickering to mine briefly before he downs it. “You just have to stop overthinking it.” I frown, caught off guard. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He shrugs, leaning back in his seat as though he’s said nothing significant at all. “Nothing. Just—don’t box yourself in, Alex. That’s all I’m saying. You’ve always been good at thinking outside of the lines when

I had a lot of ifs in my head but I wouldn’t let them get to me. “Think about it. I’m not saying you should make a decision immediately.”

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I didn’t want to overthink. “Yeah?” I asked quietly.

"Oh? Is that how it is? Well, there's no need to rush then." I dropped the sales submission guidelines in front of her. "Calm down. Ms. Lane, this is exactly why I'm doing what I'm doing. After being reprimanded, I'm simply doing exactly what the rules require. I trust someone as meticulous as you won't mind, right?" Naomi was speechless for a moment, but her glare burned with pure resentment.