As the night drew to a close, the crowd began to thin, people saying their goodbyes and making their way out into the cool night air.
I lingered, reluctant to leave with so much still unresolved.
My childhood crush had drifted away, caught up in another conversation, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
But I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something more, a truth I needed to uncover.
Taking a deep breath, I approached them once more, determined to get the answers I sought.
“Can we talk?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
They looked at me, a flicker of surprise in their eyes, before nodding.
We found a quiet corner, away from the remnants of the crowd, the air between us charged with unspoken emotion.
“There’s something I’ve been meaning to ask,” I began, my heart pounding in my chest.
They nodded, waiting patiently for me to continue.
“Why did things change between us?” I asked, the question hanging in the air.
They hesitated, their eyes searching mine for a moment, before looking away.
“It’s complicated,” they admitted, their voice barely audible.
It was the opening I needed, and I pressed on, determined to finally understand.
Note: This story is a work of fiction inspired by real events. Names, characters, and details have been altered.
