"All of it was starting to weave a complicated web around me. At night, I’d lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to shake the image of him - his eyes on me, the way his words seemed to pierce through me like nothing I’d ever experienced before. I wanted to push it away, to convince myself that I could handle this situation professionally, but I couldn’t ignore the way my body reacted whenever he was near."
— May 01, 2026 06:57PM
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