💔 She didn’t speak. So he left. But love? Love isn’t done that easily.
New story drop: Panic Attack
 
She froze when he needed truth.
Ran when she saw him with someone else.
Collapsed into his arms mid-panic attack on a Leipzig street corner.
And finally—finally—
she said the words she'd buried beneath silence for too long.
This story is about the ache of emotional distance.
The kind of closeness that’s all skin, no soul.
And what happens when the person you've been pushing away
is still the one who holds you through your worst unraveling.
It's tender.
It’s messy.
It’s full of broken mugs, soft confessions, ugly crying, forehead touches, and a sex scene that’s more about safety than seduction.
Because sometimes, the hottest thing is saying:

“I’m here. Still. Again.”
This one’s for the lovers who left too late. And the ones who came back anyway.