Chapter 10: In Between Orders
The fireworks were long gone.
The sunrise had already come and gone too.
What replaced them wasn’t grand romance.
It was notifications.
Reseller group chats.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZnpnfTZWwU
Order confirmations.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtlXilLtbDL
Tracking numbers.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqkwg3EQDt5
“Mine po.”108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4NtL8bv4cV
“Available pa? ”108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9KkgoGQ5xl
“Last price? ”
That’s where our world started spinning.
Not in dramatic declarations.
But in small, consistent effort.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDHcPyaJcAX
It was her idea to start saving seriously.
“Let’s stop just talking about meeting,” she said one night while updating her Shein listings. “Let’s actually prepare for it.”
There was no background music.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4aBZyDB53a
No cinematic pause.
Just determination in her voice.
So we started.
Every sale had a portion set aside.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKKgysCBhx5
Every profit, no matter how small, meant one step closer.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO9mMaWhJBT
Sometimes it was a good day.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnCvy0IA4nV
Sometimes barely anything moved.
But it was steady.
She worked hard.
Posting daily.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡojEVITT3LX
Replying to buyers even when she was exhausted.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡHGC9QlNEZh
Handling cancellations.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡk4RLRPlaIS
Dealing with impatient messages.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Ky2RewC8G
Joining live selling sessions.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ98bBNiMcUK
Studying trends.
I watched her push herself in ways that weren’t always visible.
And I kept thinking
She’s doing this for us.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaqm6sj5Jcw
My role felt smaller.
I wasn’t the one selling.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaKzWxh4CNY
I wasn’t the one facing customers.
I was just… there.
Helping in the reseller GC.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL7a0UvW4rv
Answering questions when she was busy.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTnVH7PFqc0
Computing totals.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyQmq2XaK5I
Double-checking orders.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcR7CmV4o78
Organizing lists.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGs4aIpVLlQ
Reminding her about shipments.
Small things.
Quiet things.
Our conversations shifted.
Less about fireworks.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1yW30TD8Ly
More about inventory.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYYTednFxgV
Less about fantasy.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbtlpjuZQM7
More about strategy.
And somehow, we were still happy.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgQrcshz1Fi
Some nights she would sigh.
“I’m tired,” she admitted once while packing orders on call.
“You can rest,” I told her.
She shook her head.
“We have a goal.”
That word again.
Not just meeting.
But building.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvW0jixC6Go
There were moments I wondered if I was doing enough.
If supporting from the sidelines counted.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNROhz2ofzZ
If helping in the group chat was meaningful.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxbeh2EfZSa
If being present digitally was enough for a real relationship.
Then one night, while she was sealing parcels, she said quietly,
“Do you know why I don’t feel alone doing this? ”
“Why?”
“Because you’re here. Even in the small things.”
I didn’t know what to say.
“You check my totals. You deal with buyers when I’m overwhelmed. You remind me to eat. You stay on call while I pack. That matters.”
And suddenly the small things didn’t feel small anymore.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡq74bSELXnp
Love didn’t look like constant romance.
It looked like spreadsheets.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX3Rp29FEzo
Bubble wrap.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7iXIMevEFH
Late-night calculations.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOoifllRTJk
Laughing over incorrect orders.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡj5sRZ7ozKn
Fixing shipping mistakes together.
It looked like building something slowly.
Messy.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRXBxcn8q5o
Imperfect.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡv4hni4bvXB
Still sweet.
Like the flan.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡiKWXCd3cl0
We counted our savings one night.
Not enough yet.
But not zero anymore.
“That’s real,” she whispered.
It felt more intimate than any dramatic confession.
Because every number on that screen was effort.
Shared effort.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWbDMqY2JsB
Our world revolved around that reseller GC.
But somehow, inside all the notifications and transactions
We kept choosing each other.
Between orders, we found time to laugh.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAG8YJGLJM6
Between buyers, we found time to check in.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTiQt4ibWA2
Between stress, we found softness.
I still sometimes felt like I wasn’t doing enough.
But she kept showing me that staying matters.
Consistency matters.
And maybe love isn’t about who does more.
Maybe it’s about who stays through the process.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNu6IqBUCWl
We weren’t just saving money.
We were building proof.
Proof that we could work as a team.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbvLYIBwN4P
Proof that effort didn’t scare us.108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsrxNthCJOw
Proof that distance didn’t stop movement.
And in the middle of reseller chats,108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcdQKZ28jO1
tracking updates,108Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRFAgEVPcXQ
and tired eyes at 2 AM
We were still happy.
Not because it was easy.
But because it was shared.
And somehow,
That made even the ordinary feel like progress.
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and then Add to home screen.