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GRACE
Isat alone in my dimly lit apartment, feeling the deep ache in my heart. It was how I had spent many nights recently, and I didn’t see it getting better anytime soon.
It had been days since I last saw Dylan, and the pain of our separation only intensified with time. I missed him terribly, and every passing moment without him felt like an eternity.
Memories of our time together haunted my mind - the laughter, the tenderness, the dreams we shared, and the warmth of his presence. I couldn't deny it any longer; I had made a colossal mistake by letting him go.
We could figure out how to deal with Ella, couldn’t we? It wouldn’t be easy, and maybe she would never be happy with it, but I knew I was falling in love with Dylan, something I didn’t do easily.
The days stretched on like an endless abyss, and I found myself constantly checking my phone, hoping for a message or a call from Dylan. But the silence was deafening, and I knew I had no one but myself to blame. I had pushed him away, believing I needed space and time to sort things out. But now, in the silence of my lonely apartment, I realized how wrong I had been. Dylan was my missing piece, and without him, I felt incomplete.
One evening,as the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the city, I received a text message that sent my heart racing with excitement and nervousness. It was from Dylan - he was back in town. My hands trembled as I read his message, and I knew I couldn't let this chance slip away.
Without a second thought, I rushed to his apartment, my heart pounding in my chest like a war drum. Standing outside his door, I took a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves. The memories of the last time we were here together flooded my mind, filling me with a mix of longing and regret.
Taking a deep breath, I knocked, and when the door opened, I found myself looking into those familiar eyes that once held so much love for me. His surprise was evident, but I could also sense a hint of caution in his expression.
“Grace?” His voice was uncertain, unsure of why I was standing at his door.
“Dylan, can we talk? Please?” I pleaded, my voice quivering.
He hesitated for a moment before stepping back, inviting me in. The apartment looked the same, but it felt different without me there. I took a seat on the couch, and Dylan sat across from me, waiting for me to speak.
“I've missed you so much,” I began, my voice cracking with emotion. “I've thought about you every single day since you left.”
“I’ve thought about you, too,” he said quietly.
“I don’t really know how to say this…”
He crossed the room and came to sit next to me, placing a hand on my knee.
“You can say whatever you need to say. I’m right here.”
His calming presence somehow made this much more difficult and much easier at the same time. I didn’t deserve someone like him.
“I just—I’m sorry. I know I was worried about Ella, but I think the real problem is…”
He gave my hand a tight squeeze, urging me to go on.
“I guess I have feelings for you. Like, real feelings. And it scared me.”
“I know what you mean.”
“I don’t know how to deal with these feelings, so I thought that pushing you away would be the best thing to do. And I thought being able to blame it on Ella would make it easier.”
“But…”
“But it hasn’t.”
“So, what do you want to do?”
“I don’t know,” I said, quickly rising to my feet and pacing around the room.
“Do you want my input?”
“Of course.”
“Fuck Ella.”
