Alex was about to head home when he remembered what Henry said.Although he still could not admit to himself that he was in love with Emily, he decided to see her."It is because of our time together that is making me think I am." He concluded as he dialled her number."Yeah?" It was obvious that she was disinterested and annoyed with him."Will you be at the bar tonight?" He asked her."Yes, what happened?" "I'll be there soon." He hung up immediately.He knew that speaking with her on the phone would be a big waste of time, but he needed to make things up with her again.He scoffed at the thought because they are always having issues, but still, he was drawn to her like a magnet."Why am I drawn to her exactly?" He questioned himself.As a voice in his head told him that it was because he had fallen in love with her, he shunned it."It's because I find peace in her company; being with her erases Isabella's troubles from my mind.""But why do you enjoy and find her company peaceful

The awkward tension persisted as they drove, each passing minute seeming to stretch out interminably. Emily's mind raced, trying to make sense of Alex's guilty expression that had flashed across his face when their eyes had met.Finally, they pulled into the parking lot of a luxurious hotel, and he brought the car to a halt in an empty spot as the engine's rumble faded into silence.He reached into the backseat and retrieved a black leather weekender bag before locking the car behind them.As they made their way inside the hotel, he could not help but be baffled by the shift in her demeanour. The lighthearted, playful woman he had been joking with earlier at the bar that laughed at them had vanished, replaced by a tense, closed-off version of herself that seemed almost irritated by his very presence.He could not help but wonder what had changed and what had caused the sudden shift in her attitude. Was it something he had done or said?Did what he did earlier, before they met, warra

The rain continued to pour down in sheets, drenching everything in its path, while Alex sat in his car, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as he watched the relentless downpour.  He concluded that Emily would not allow him to give her a lift back to the hotel unless he forced her in, which was only possible if he left the car. But how could he, without an umbrella? He could not risk leaving the safety of the car; he had never been caught in the rain without cover before.  As he pondered his next move, his eyes caught sight of her stumbling against a stray stone as she tumbled to the ground.  Without a moment's hesitation, he reached for his jacket hanging on the passenger's seat, where she had been just minutes ago, and flung open the door, dashing out into the storm. His mind raced with conflicting emotions. Was it guilt that propelled him into the rain, knowing he had indirectly caused her fall? Or was it a feeling he ha

The shrill ring of alarm from Emily's phone sliced through the morning, clinging to Alex's sleep.He mumbled a blurry curse, his hand instinctively reaching out to silence it. But before his fingers reached it, a warm weight landed on his arm, effectively pinning it down. Blinking blearily, he focused on the mop of messy hair nestled against his bicep. It was Emily, still deeply asleep, her body unconsciously gravitating towards his warmth,the corner of her mouth twitching upward.A low chuckle escaped his lips as he remembered the awkwardness and memorable moments of the previous night. Two strangers—well, not entirely strangers anymore—sleeping on the same bed, backs turned against each other like shipwrecked survivors clinging to a deserted island.As he carefully peeled her hand off his arm, preparing to tiptoe out and give her some space, she mumbled something unintelligible into the pillow. Momentarily stunned, his breath hitching, he unconsciously brushed past the soft cur

Alex drove home, his mind full of thoughts after he and Henry had left each other after they had hung out and had a body massage, as Alex had suggested to help him relax from his worries.He knew his suggestion would only work for some hours, sure that Henry would go back to being sober because the breakup was too sudden and unexpected."But how can one just decide to cut ties with their partner in just those few hours when the heart doesn't fluctuate like a swing?" He wondered."It is why I never believed in the concept called 'love.' Thinking that he was trying to make me believe in it is so funny." He chuckled, mocking him even though he knew he shouldn't be doing it.The moment when Henry was crying like a baby flashed in his mind, prompting him to burst into laughter as he hit the steering wheel repeatedly while driving. "If not because he had been there during my emotional downcast days, I would have mocked him." He muttered, his voice tinged with pity."I can't even picture my