Annie
I arrive early at work. Yesterday, after coming back from my walk with Aaron, I didn’t get much rest. I kept seeing their faces—Aaron’s and Liam’s—in my mind. I am very fortunate that two people like them love me, but at the same time, I feel bad for keeping them waiting. If only I could be sure of my feelings.
Knock, knock.
The sound of the door pulls me out of my thoughts. I see a blonde head peeking through the door.
“Are you busy?” I smile upon seeing the man. When he finishes entering, I see that he has two coffees and a box of cookies in hand.
“No, I wasn’t really doing anything.” We both laugh at my frankness. I can’t deny that I enjoy my time with Liam more. He has stopped being the serious and unattainable man to become that relaxed and carefree boy from our youth.
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