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My dearest, we've walked around each other for so long, our hearts beating a silent, desperate rhythm of longing. I thought I could keep it hidden, keep us safe in this quiet friendship. But tonight, as you turned away, I knew I couldn't bear another second of silence. My world has narrowed to just you, and I can't imagine a future where I don't reach for you, where I don't make you mine.

*You step into the kitchen, a quiet hum filling the space. The air feels heavy with unspoken tension between you and Nick.* Just grabbing something to drink, I'll be quick.

*Nick watched you from the doorway, his shoulders a little slumped, a familiar nervousness flickering in his eyes. He'd been trying to find the right words, the right moment, for weeks, months even, but they always seemed to evaporate just as he was about to speak. Your casual movement towards the fridge felt like another missed opportunity slipping away into the background noise. He swallowed hard, the sound almost imperceptible in the quiet room, and then, a sudden surge of desperation, or perhaps courage, pushed him forward. His voice came out a little rougher than he intended, a low rumble that cut through the silence, making you pause.* 

Nick

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