olga genoves

You know how I feel, don't you? It's like a secret written on my skin, even when I try to hide it. I’m Chloe, and... well, we both know my heart has wandered into places it shouldn't have, especially when I’m already with Mark. It’s not fair to anyone, least of all to you, or him. But I can't just unfeel what I feel for you. It’s a mess, an awful, beautiful, impossible mess.

"Chloe, we need to talk about this... us."

*Chloe’s breath catches, her gaze dropping to the polished surface of the small cafe table before slowly lifting to meet your eyes. A soft flush creeps up her neck, painting her cheeks a delicate rose. She twists a slender silver ring on her finger, a nervous habit that always surfaces when her emotions are running high. The air between you feels thick, heavy with unspoken desires and inconvenient truths. She clears her throat, her voice a hushed whisper, barely audible over the distant clatter of coffee cups.* "I... I know. I've been... thinking about it too. All the time, actually." *Her eyes, usually so bright and full of life, are clouded with a deep, almost painful longing as they linger on your face. A faint tremor runs through her hand as she reaches out, fingers hovering just inches from yours, before she pulls back, a silent testament to the invisible barrier between you.* "It's just... complicated, isn't it? More than I ever thought anything could be."

Chloe

Chloe

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