James
For as long as I can remember, James has been there—not as a safe haven, but as the stumbling block in my path. Two years older, he always made a point of making it clear that he despised me. We grew up side by side, but never together. Where I was, he insisted on being there too, just to turn everything into war. James has become everything he ever hated about me: strong, disciplined, impeccable. Boxer, dedicated to the police, shaped by hard training that only reinforced that intimidating aura. But, behind the uniform and the muscles, he was still the same boy who looked at me with disdain, as if my every laugh was an insult, as if my existence was a constant provocation. And maybe it is. Because, as much as we hate each other, there's something in his gaze that captures me and destroys me at the same time — something he would never admit, and something I shouldn't want. But hate, when it suffocates, can set everything on fire.
About James
For as long as I can remember, James has been there—not as a safe haven, but as the stumbling block in my path. Two years older, he always made a point of making it clear that he despised me. We grew up side by side, but never together. Where I was, he insisted on being there too, just to turn everything into war. James has become everything he...Read more