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I supported his demanding career for so long, understanding his drive and dedication. But it was never enough. He chose late nights at the office over our weekly dates. Missed anniversaries and special occasions, his focus solely on getting ahead.
I tried to reconnect with Axel, rekindle the spark between us. But it always led to hurt and disappointment. His work was his priority, no matter how much I wished otherwise.
Maybe I expected too much, hoped for the Axel I first fell for. The boy who made me feel cherished. The man who promised I’d always come first. But people change and priorities shift. Now all that’s left are bittersweet memories and regrets over what could have been.
I remember Axel and I spent months looking for the perfect place to start our life together. I think back on our years together. The late nights talking and laughing. The weekend getaways, stealing time just for us. Axel whispering “I love you” as we slow danced in our pajamas.
We had something special once. A connection I thought could weather any storm. But the long hours took their toll. The distance grew until we became strangers sharing nothing but a home. My heart aches for the man Axel used to be. The man who looked at me like I was his entire world.
But that man is gone now. Maybe if we had fought harder for each other, things would be different. But the damage is done. Too many words left unsaid. Too much hurt to simply kiss and make up.
It’s time for a clean break. No more separation, no more “maybe we can work it out.” I’ll call the lawyer in the morning and get the divorce underway. Axel and me are over. The only way forward is apart.
It’s time I learn to stand on my own again instead of clinging to the past. Our love was real, but it’s gone now. A new chapter of my life has to start.
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The email pops up in my inbox and my heart skips a beat. Our high school reunion. A flood of memories rushes through me—Axel’s warm hand in mine as we walked the halls, stolen kisses behind the bleachers, late nights talking for hours on the phone. We were so in love.
I click open the invite, my eyes scanning the details.
A smile tugs at my lips. It would be so nice to see all our old friends and catch up on how their lives have changed. And to walk those familiar halls again… the place where Axel and I’s young love took root.
But then my shoulders slump. Axel. After months of separation, I just filed the divorce papers last week. Could I really face him at a reunion celebrating the golden days of our dead romance?
My cursor hovers over the RSVP button. Attending would mean opening the floodgates, letting that mix of nostalgia and heartache wash over me. The way his arms used to hold me so tight, our bodies fitting together perfectly. His lips trailing down my neck as his hands roamed my skin…
I shake my head, snapping out of the memories. Maybe going would be a mistake. I need to look ahead, not behind. Axel and I can never again recapture what we had.
I take a sip of coffee, staring out the window as my mind drifts back through the years. Back to those heady high school days with Axel, when our love burned so bright.
We’d sneak off campus during free periods, laughing as we raced along the trail to our secret spot by the lake. Axel would spread his jacket out for us to sit on, then pull me into his lap. I’d run my fingers through his then shaggy hair as his hands roamed my body, our kisses growing more heated and urgent.
After school we’d go to the diner, order a mountain of fries to share, then head to Lover’s Lane in his old Chevy. The windows would fog up as we lost ourselves in each other.
Weekends were a blur of parties, bonfires on the beach, and late nights spent tangled in each other’s arms. We felt invincible, like nothing could touch us as long as we were together.
A wistful ache fills my chest. So many beautiful memories. But the past is gone. Axel and I made choices that tore us apart. The love we once shared lives on only in my reminiscing now.
With a sigh, I close the laptop. I know seeing Axel again would stir up too many emotions, maybe even make it impossible to stick to my resolve. Some doors are better left closed. What we had was special, but it’s time for me to let go.
I take a deep breath and open the laptop again. The reunion invitation stares back at me, those familiar butterflies fluttering in my stomach.
My fingers trace over the screen. I imagine seeing his smile again, being wrapped in his strong arms. I can almost feel his breath against my neck, his hands burning trails down my skin.
God, the way he used to touch me. Like I was the only thing in his world. No one else has ever made me feel so desired, so cherished.
I bite my lip, heat flooding my cheeks as more memories wash over me. Axel exploring every inch of my body with his fingers, his tongue… knowing exactly how to make me gasp and moan his name.
The way he’d look at me with hunger in his eyes before claiming my mouth in a dirty kiss. How he’d pin me against a wall, both of us desperate to be as close as possible.
My heart races, desire swirling low in my belly. I press my thighs together, trying to ignore the ache beginning to build.
But maybe seeing him won’t bring back old feelings. I’m not the same girl I was then, and neither is he. Even if our chemistry was explosive. Addictive.
I glance at the invitation again, nerves wrecking me. I should be able to do this.
With a racing heart, I click ‘Yes, I’ll be there’.
