
Elara waited outside the café, the cool autumn breeze ruffling her hair as she kept her eyes on the bustling street. Her heart felt lighter, as if the weight of the past had finally been lifted from her shoulders. Saying goodbye to Kieran hadn’t been easy, but it had been necessary. The closure she had long sought had finally arrived, and now, she was ready to embrace whatever came next.
She saw A approaching from a distance, his usual relaxed stride bringing a smile to her lips. He had been her anchor during these turbulent weeks—steady, patient, never pushing her for more than she was willing to give. It was a stark contrast to the emotional whirlwind that Kieran had been, and Elara appreciated A’s calming presence more than she could express.
When A reached her, he grinned, his dark eyes shining with warmth. “Hey,” he said softly, pulling her into a hug. His arms around her felt safe, like she was finally where she was meant to be.
“Hey,” she replied, resting her head against his chest for a brief moment before pulling back. “Thanks for coming.”
“Of course. You sounded like you needed some company,” A said, his smile gentle as he studied her face. “Everything okay?”
Elara nodded, though her thoughts were still settling. “Yeah. I met with Kieran.”
A’s eyebrows lifted slightly, though he didn’t seem surprised. “I figured something like that might happen. How did it go?”
“It went… better than I expected,” Elara admitted, folding her arms across her chest as if to shield herself from the emotions that were still raw. “We talked, and I got the closure I needed. He apologized, and I think he’s really trying to change. But more than anything, I realized that I’m truly done with that chapter of my life.”
A nodded, his expression thoughtful. “I’m glad you got what you needed from that conversation. It’s important to get closure.”
“It is,” Elara agreed. “And now, I feel like I can finally move on. I’m ready to stop looking back.”
A smiled, reaching out to gently brush a strand of hair from her face. “I’m proud of you, Elara. It takes a lot of strength to confront your past like that.”
Elara felt a warmth bloom in her chest at his words. A had been nothing but supportive throughout all of this, and she couldn’t help but feel grateful for the way he had stood by her side. She had never expected to find someone like him, someone who didn’t demand more from her than she was willing to give.
“I couldn’t have done it without you,” she said quietly, her gaze locking with his.
A’s smile widened, but there was a teasing glint in his eyes. “I think you give me too much credit. You were the one who made the hard choices.”
Elara chuckled, but she knew there was truth in his words. She had been the one to take the steps toward healing, to confront Kieran, and to decide what she wanted for her future. Still, it didn’t diminish the impact A had had on her journey.
“Maybe. But having you by my side definitely made things easier,” she admitted.
A’s expression softened, and he stepped closer, his hand gently cupping her cheek. “I’ll always be by your side, Elara. No matter what.”
The sincerity in his voice sent a wave of emotion through her. Elara had never felt this kind of security before—this kind of quiet, unwavering support. With Kieran, everything had always been intense, passionate, and volatile. But with A, things felt steady, calm, and real.
“I know,” she whispered, leaning into his touch. “And that means more to me than you could ever know.”
For a moment, they stood there, wrapped in each other’s presence as the world moved around them. It was one of those rare moments where everything felt just right, as if all the pieces of Elara’s life were finally starting to fall into place.
After a long, comfortable silence, A pulled back slightly, his hand still resting on her arm. “So, what now? How are you feeling?”
Elara took a deep breath, her mind clearing as she considered his question. “I feel… good. For the first time in a long time, I feel like I’m in control of my life. And I want to keep moving forward.”
A grinned, his eyes lighting up with approval. “That sounds like a plan.”
They spent the rest of the afternoon wandering through the city, talking about everything and nothing. A was easy to be with, and Elara found herself laughing more than she had in weeks. She told him about work, her future aspirations, and even her dreams of traveling to places she had never seen before. A listened intently, offering his own stories and dreams in return.
As they walked, Elara felt a sense of possibility growing within her. She wasn’t sure where her relationship with A would go, but she knew one thing—she was ready to embrace whatever came next, without fear or hesitation.
Eventually, they found themselves at a small park, the sun beginning to dip below the horizon. A suggested they sit for a while, and Elara agreed, happy to soak in the quiet beauty of the evening. They settled on a bench, the sounds of distant laughter and the rustling of leaves filling the air around them.
For a while, neither of them spoke. They simply sat together, content in the silence. Elara rested her head on A’s shoulder, feeling a sense of peace that she hadn’t experienced in a long time.
“You know,” A said after a while, his voice soft, “I really like this. Just… being with you like this.”
Elara smiled, her heart swelling with affection. “I like it too.”
He turned his head slightly, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of her head. “I don’t know where this is going,” he admitted, echoing her own thoughts from earlier, “but I like where we are right now.”
Elara lifted her head to meet his gaze, her eyes searching his for a moment. “Me too,” she said quietly. “I don’t want to rush anything. I just want to see where this takes us.”
A nodded, his expression soft and understanding. “We’ll take it slow. No pressure. Just… us.”
The simplicity of his words brought a smile to Elara’s face. It was exactly what she needed—no grand promises, no expectations, just the freedom to explore their connection at their own pace.
As the sun dipped lower on the horizon, casting the park in a warm, golden light, Elara felt a quiet contentment settle over her. For the first time in a long time, she wasn’t thinking about the past or worrying about the future. She was simply enjoying the moment—enjoying being with A.
And for now, that was enough.
To be continued...
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Hadia Siraj
I am a Novel Writer...I writes Dark Romance , BL, Fantasy Novels Full of Obsession....



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