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Which he does flawlessly and mostly without a struggle. I smile watching him complete the last breathing exercise and he nods, showing me he's ready to move on. I look back at the paper, reading the second way to help, "Slow down, try not to talk too. If you try to talk too fast it'll make you anxious which will make the stuttering worse." He nods, "Sounds pretty easy." He says with a smile, proud that he didn't stutter.

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I want to share everything I can with you, not just limit it to conversations. Oh, but those conversations. We would be nowhere without them. You have figured me out, discovered the way to my heart. And at first, everything was just friendly conversation about my stupid neighbor. I'm thankful you IMed me that day, that day - I don't even remember what day it was. I figured it was just simple conversation. I explained that I didn't want anything sexual or intimate, and you were fine with that. So that's how it was.

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“And if anything looks wrong, we stop.” Jamie added, “Immediately.” I nodded. “Okay.” I stepped closer to the screen, heart racing, hands slightly shaking. Grayson was right behind me now, so close I could feel the warmth of him the way he stayed without saying anything. “What do I even do?” I asked quietly. Stephen answered, “Start simple.” Marcus added, “Direct communication.” Hanna nodded. “Talk to them.” I let out a small breath. “Talk to thousands of people reacting to me like I’m some kind of signal.”

Stop being impatient! Oh, and in case it feels like I'm having a "conversation" with you as I write this, that's because I am. The only problem is, you can't respond to me. I mean, you can talk back, but I just won't hear you! (Unless you write a comment to this story, I guess.) But really, do you know how many girls would kill to have the ability to talk and talk and talk without ever getting interrupted? Oh yes, I will relish this experience! HAHAHA. (I just had a coughing fit as I typed that. Excuse me.) Anyways, sorry for being cheeky, but it's fun.

"You don't do that." "People change." "You said that already." "Because it keeps being relevant." He smiled at that. A real one, sharp at the edges. "You're very good at this." "At eating dinner?" "At managing a conversation." He leaned back in his chair and looked at me with something that was close to admiration. "Most people, when they're uncomfortable, either go quiet or go aggressive. You do neither. You redirect. You ask questions back. You control the pace without appearing to." He paused. "That's not something you learn at a pack academy. That's something you learn when you've had to protect something for a long time."

Besides, I’ve been stuck in this rut for so long, shutting myself away from everyone, keeping my head down, avoiding eye contact like it was a survival tactic. I always hid my face from the people I crossed paths with, like showing myself was a burden or a mistake. But now, there are some things that are different. I’ve started talking to people, something I couldn’t bring myself to do before. I’ve noticed some small improvements in myself. And in those little changes, I’ve realized something important. It actually feels good to speak freely. To be able to express what I want to say without overthinking. To respond properly, even just a bit, during simple conversations like this. I’ve starte

I pondered for a moment, then typed, "The one where we're laughing at that silly joke you made. Your smile is my favorite." Her reply was swift, "I remember that! You have the best laugh." I chuckled at her words, "Well, you have the best jokes. It's a perfect match." The conversation flowed effortlessly, a dance of words that mirrored the rhythm of our connection. As we continued chatting, the miles between us seemed to vanish. She shared anecdotes from her day, and I found solace in the sound of her virtual laughter. I couldn't help but tease her, "You know, our photos don't do justice to your laughter. I miss hearing it in person."