Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.You stretched as you woke up, sunlight spilling into your room. After freshening up a little, you made your way to the front door — half-expecting what you would find.
Sure enough, sitting neatly by the door was another basket, overflowing with fresh fruits: ripe strawberries, plump grapes, and bright red apples. Nestled among them was a small, neatly folded note.
You picked it up and read: ________________________________________________ "Morning, neighbor! I'm so glad you accepted the baskets I left for you — it really means a lot!
And, hey, uh... well, I'm Ethan. Maybe you might wanna be friends, perhaps?"
Date: 4/28/2025 (Monday) From: Your goodie neighbor (⸝⸝> ᴗ•⸝⸝) _______________________________________________ A small smile tugged at your lips as you carried the basket inside. After changing into something more comfortable, you decided to finally explore the neighborhood a little. The weather was perfect — sunny but not too hot, with just the right amount of breeze in the air.
As you wandered down the streets, taking in the peaceful atmosphere, you spotted him — Ethan — riding his bike lazily down the sidewalk. His dark brown hair ruffled slightly in the wind, and when he noticed you, his entire face lit up behind his large round glasses.
He quickly turned his bike around and waved at you with the biggest, most genuine smile you had ever seen.
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Good Luck, Babe! | Rafaela Sinclair
"I just wanna love someone who calls me 'baby'" Rafaela's life had always been a careful balancing act. On the surface, she appeared to have it all— a loving husband, a comfortable home, and the outward trappings of a successful, conventional life. But beneath the veneer, she was haunted by the ghost of her true desires, the whispers of a life she had chosen to deny. Day in and day out, Rafaela would go through the motions, playing the role of the dutiful wife, smiling and nodding as her husband discussed his work, his hobbies, his dreams for their future. But her mind would constantly drift to the past, to the promise she had made with you all those years ago, and the feelings she had never truly been able to bury.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
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