I FEEL THE SAME

David's words were simple, but they meant everything to me. They showed his support in a way I hadn't expected. I looked at him and gave a small nod of thanks, feeling grateful for his steady friendship.

Their words were like a light breaking through the darkness that had surrounded me. Mirabel's encouragement still echoed in my mind. I wasn't going to let fear or insecurity control my future—not when Anita's love was at stake. For the first time in a long while, I allowed myself to believe there might still be a chance for Anita and me.

I was so thankful for my friends. With their support, I stood up straighter and looked at them with new hope. "You guys are right," I said, my voice stronger than before. "I'm not giving up on Anita. Not now, not ever."

David and Mirabel exchanged knowing looks, and in that silent moment, I realized just how strong our bond was. Their presence gave me comfort and strength, even when I felt unsure.

Before I could dwell more on our connection, Mirabel leaned in close. Her tone was playful yet serious. "Oh, and Jake," she whispered like she was sharing a secret, "Here's something most guys don't know about winning the girl of their dreams: It's not about grand gestures or flashy displays. It's about being consistent, persistent, and, most importantly, building a real connection. Keep being yourself with Anita, and she'll see how special you are."

Her words hit me hard, revealing a truth I had ignored for too long. As her advice settled in my heart like a precious gem, I felt a renewed hope. With Mirabel's wise words and David's steady support, I was ready to win Anita's heart once and for all.

By the fifth attempt, my friends' words had breathed new life into me. Their support became a beacon of hope in my darkest times. I squared my shoulders and, with all my feelings laid bare, confessed to Anita once more under the old oak tree, praying that this time she would truly see me for who I was.

As Anita's slender fingers intertwined with mine, a spark of electricity shot through me. Her touch was gentle yet thrilling, sending shivers down my spine. I searched her eyes, and for the first time, I saw no doubt—only a reflection of my own love and longing.

When she whispered, "I feel the same," it was like the world around us faded away. Time itself seemed to stop, holding us in a moment that felt both endless and fleeting. The heavy weight I had carried for so long lifted, replaced by a lightness I hadn't felt in what seemed like forever.

Under the sprawling oak tree, the world came alive. The air was sweeter, the colors more vibrant, and every sound was part of the melody of our shared moment. It felt like the universe had conspired to bring us together, crafting a perfect setting that could only be the work of fate.

As Anita leaned closer, her lips just inches from mine, the air between us buzzed with anticipation. My heart raced, beating so loudly I was sure she could hear it. Our breaths mingled, each exhale and inhale creating a symphony that resonated deep within my soul. It was as if the world around us was holding its breath, waiting for this moment as eagerly as we were.

Everything seemed to come together to make this moment perfect—the gentle rustling of leaves, the soft hum of cicadas—it was as if nature itself was wrapping us in a protective embrace. The universe had aligned just for us, celebrating our love in the most beautiful way.

And then, our lips met. It was tender, sweet, and full of relief. All the pain and heartache that had brought us to this moment melted away in that kiss. It wasn't just a kiss—it was the culmination of every tear shed, every sleepless night, and every whispered hope.

In that instant, time stood still. There was nothing else but the feel of her lips against mine, soft and warm, and the overwhelming rush of emotions that came with it. It was a moment of pure bliss, a perfect harmony of our hearts and souls finally coming together. Everything felt right, and for the first time, I truly understood what it meant to feel complete.

In that fleeting instant, I realized this high school romance was just the beginning of a love story that would last a lifetime. It wasn't just a momentary crush; it was the foundation of something real and enduring.

As we slowly pulled away, breathless and flushed, the world seemed to hold its breath with us. I looked into Anita's eyes and saw my future staring back at me. Her eyes, filled with warmth and a hint of tears, mirrored my own emotions perfectly. In them, I saw not just the girl I had fallen in love with, but the woman who would stand by my side through all the twists and turns life would throw at us.

Taking her hands, I whispered, "When I look at you, I see our whole life together. I see our adventures, our struggles, our triumphs. Every moment, every heartbeat is connected to you."

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she replied, "I feel it too, Jake. Every joy, every pain, every victory…we will go through it together. And this connection, it's unbreakable."

In that moment, I knew our love was something rare and extraordinary. It was a love that would grow and evolve, facing challenges and celebrating victories. The thought of growing old together, of sharing every joy and sorrow, filled my heart.

I gently squeezed her hand and whispered in her ear, "Forever, Anita. No matter what comes our way, we'll face it together."

Anita nodded, holding me tightly. "Forever." as she smiled

Then, my phone buzzed in my pocket, pulling me back to reality. I ignored it at first, but when I felt it vibrate again, I knew I had to check. I fished it out and glanced at the screen. It was my mom calling. A disturbing question ran through my mind in an instant as I answered.