La Distancia Entre Nosotros Novelas e Histórias

"Then, what about the distance between you and me? Is the safe distance still there? " When she thought of the intimate contact just now, her face blushed slightly. "What if it is or what if it isn’t?"

The distance felt like the vast sea between you and me, so near yet so far from each other. All Hearts !

Maureen nudged her. Aria laughed. “Yes, we’re friends now. Not that close though.” “I feel offended. I thought we were close now.” A voice spoke from behind and both girls looked back. It was Matteo. “Here, you left your book.” Matteo said and handed the book over to her. “You’re Maureen, right?” Matteo said, his right hand stretched out for a handshake. “I guess I’m quite popular. Nice to meet you, Matteo. Aria here was just saying nice things about you, so I believe both of you are quite close now.” Maureen said, taking the gesture.

He was staring past it, jaw tight, eyebrows drawn. He looked like he was barely holding it together. We made eye contact across the asphalt. For the first time since this morning, there was no coldness between us. No posturing. No anger. Just worry. Worry that mirrored mine exactly. He didn’t walk over. I didn’t either. We just stood there for a moment, watching each other from a distance neither of us tried to close. Maybe because neither of us had anything helpful to say. Maybe because the only words that mattered were the ones neither of us had:

he barked at Leo, his Beta, who stood stone-faced and silent. “We picked up the scent trail thirty minutes ago,” Leo replied. “Not one of ours. Definitely not human. And it circled Riley’s block.” Jaxon stilled. A chill crept down his spine. He hadn’t seen her in two days. She’d ghosted him again. After all the tension that brewed between them during training… after she snapped at him for getting too close… after she almost kissed him and then stormed off like a wildfire. He cursed under his breath. He knew something wasn’t right.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that. But for once, silence didn’t feel like distance. It felt like a promise.

I say abrupty and Niccola moans as the call glitches, and we both laugh. Niccola keeps teasing me while I tease her right back, and we both end up breathless messes. “You’re impossible,” I tell her. “You love it,” she replies. “I love you.” I retort. She softens at that. “Good. Because I’m thinking about you.” The distance shrinks, not physically, but emotionally. The connection hums between us, familiar and grounding, until the rest of the world fades to background noise. Eventually, we quiet down, just watching each other breathe through the screen. “I’ll be home soon,” I promise.

I closed the distance between us and made our noses touch again. "J-Jeanne, you..."

I am not oblivious to the fact that something has shifted between Liam and I. There is something unspoken between us that I can't figure out the word of, I see it in the way we have been interacting lately. As much as we may argue, but the desire for us to be okay and us not being able to keep the distance from one another, contributes to where we are today. I wonder if our talk that day I'd gone to his house, when I said we don't have to be distant anymore, has opened up some sort of doorway. It's a doorway to what is between us now or maybe it has existed all this time but we weren't aware.