Chapter 1
The Beginning We Never Questioned
I thought we had time.
Time to fix things.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl1EFTn0d8O
Time to grow.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaeuGmXkfBH
Time to become better for each other.
But love doesn’t wait for you to mature.
By the time I realized how much she meant to me, I was already watching her slowly slip away, not because she stopped loving me, but because I didn’t know how to love her the way she needed.
That’s my regret.
Not that we ended.
But I didn’t fight the right way while we were still together.
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I didn’t meet her in a crowded room.
There were no accidental touches.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI2Wk1qxEje
No dramatic eye contact across a café.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡo0SUl5hCuG
No universe-shifting background music.
I met her in a quiet corner of the internet.
A glowing screen.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUZ28Ws7wQg
A simple notification.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO2sRjjsxHn
A message that didn’t look important at first.
If I had known that small “hi” would change the way my heart works, maybe I would have stared at it a little longer before replying.
But I didn’t.
It started simple.
Late-night conversations that lasted until 2 a.m.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡieFfzcX3wV
Random jokes.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDfs0CzqR71
Memes.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnS0UHnykDA
Stories about our day.
She was miles away, but somehow she felt closer than anyone physically beside me.
There’s something dangerous about meeting someone online.
You fall in love with their mind first.
Her thoughts.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8dJrZzPZ64
Her fears.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡggZ3ov2uJP
Her dreams she didn’t tell everyone about.
I learned the way she types when she’s happy.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2ER4FABOGs
The way her replies get shorter when she’s overthinking.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwWMh2twRbx
The way she says “it’s fine” when it’s not.
No one warned me that you can miss someone you’ve never held.
No one warned me that a screen can become a doorway to something real.
At first, it was nothing special.
Just two strangers passing time.
“What are you doing? ”226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd7e0hg4oNo
“Nothing. You? ”226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVgneuouP49
“Have you eaten yet?”
Simple questions that seemed meaningless.
But that’s where things begin without you even realizing it.
Our conversations weren’t grand. Nothing deep right away. No dramatic confessions. Just casual talks about school, stress, and random thoughts at midnight.
But slowly, something shifted.
She became the first person I wanted to tell things to.
When something good happened.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyeo9Lv5Kj1
When I had a bad day.
And then I noticed something.
I started waiting.
Waiting for her reply.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡd6i6FRYgRl
Waiting for her name to light up my screen.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrxidjURsoI
Waiting for that tiny notification sound like it meant more than it should.
The talks became longer.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRzSGDlHOpG
The jokes became softer.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4cPjWEjokG
The “good nights” turned into “don’t sleep yet.”
There was this one night—nothing special on the outside—when we were just laughing about something stupid. And suddenly I caught myself smiling at my phone like an idiot.
That’s when it hit me.
This isn’t just casual anymore.
The “take care” started feeling warmer.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZYSaTpGCRJ
The “have you eaten? ” felt like someone genuinely cared.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2GYjGp6rPd
The teasing turned into butterflies.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡanJ8U3rIWY
The butterflies turned into comfort.
And comfort… turned into attachment.
I didn’t notice the exact moment I fell.
There was no countdown.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeCqjHFqi1y
No warning.
Just one day I realized
She wasn’t just part of my routine.
She was my favorite part of it.
And that’s how it started.
Not with fireworks.
But with simple conversations, I slowly learned how to make my heart beat differently.
There was no courtship.
No dramatic confession under the rain.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡu3xfpy3iqM
No grand gesture.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNxdMCRlaEa
No countdown.
One night, in the middle of another ordinary conversation, something changed.
“You know… this feels different now.”
I don’t even remember who said it first.
But I remember the silence after.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG56cMR1pgH
The kind of silence that isn’t awkward, just heavy with truth.
We both knew.
We both felt it.
There was no need for long explanations because everything had already been said in the way we stayed up for each other… in the way we chose each other every day without announcing it.
“So… are we together now? ”
It sounded simple. Almost careless.
But my heart was anything but calm.
And just like that, we are together.
No courtship.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi21mGxzkYI
No waiting game.226Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ7nqVW32y7
No slow build-up.
Because sometimes, when you’ve talked to someone long enough, when you’ve already shared your fears, your weaknesses, and your real self at 2 a.m. What more is there to prove?
We didn’t need convincing.
We just needed courage.
And for a while, it felt perfect.
It felt easy.
It felt like we skipped the complicated part and went straight to being “us.”
Maybe that was the beauty of it.
Or maybe…
That was where we rushed.
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and then Add to home screen.