John
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1Between the Lines We Never Crossed
Introduction
Living with John was easy—too easy. Shared mornings, quiet nights, laughter that lingered longer than it should. He was my roommate, my constant, the one person who always seemed to be there without ever asking for more. Shy, reserved, polite to a fault—John blended into the background of my life like he belonged there.
What I didn’t know was that every smile I gave him, every careless touch, every late-night conversation carved something deeper into him. Behind his silence lived thoughts he never spoke, feelings he buried carefully, and an imagination that betrayed him the moment he was alone.
John loved me in secret.
And I was standing right in front of him—completely unaware.
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