It all started in September 2025, just after I turned 18. I was a fresh-faced college girl, full of dreams and a little bit naive about the world, especially when it came to boys. He was 19, a year older, charming, and seemed to understand me in a way no one else did. We met through mutual friends at a campus fest, and instantly, there was this easy connection, that *spark* you read about in novels. We spent weeks talking, laughing, and building a friendship that slowly, subtly, started to feel like something more. Every late-night call, every stolen glance, every shared joke felt like a step towards a beautiful future.
He Said He Wasn’t Ready, But My Heart Had Other Plans. Twice.
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