SELF-PARAGRAPH
Nephi couldn’t help but feel that somehow, in some way, he had not used Valentine’s day to the full extend that it could’ve been used. He felt nervous and annoyed with himself that he hadn’t even given it a go, that he hadn’t tried. Sure, he had never been certain that Aylin felt anything for him, he wasn’t certain now either. She was just so kind, always, to everyone, he looked at her and he couldn’t help fall in love again because while she had grown older, she had become mature, she was still the one person who had extended a hand and kept holding onto it. She said she didn’t blame him for being send away to a private school, he wondered what their life would’ve been like if she hadn’t been, if her father had allowed her to stay. He recalled all the moments when his day was a hundred times better just because she smiled at him.Â
And now, now he was afraid that he might be the idiot to force the smile to disappear again if he admitted he still liked her. Liked… that he loved her. An emotion so strong that he knew that had to be it, for he didn’t feel it for anyone else, he hadn't’ felt it in any of the relationships he was in before.Â
He tried to throw himself into his shifts at work, tried to not pay too much attention to things he didn’t have answers to. Even though he found himself looking at her number a lot, he found himself questioning romance movies, he lay awake at night wishing he was stronger. Because perhaps if he were, he would be strong enough to tell her he hadn’t stopped thinking about her, that it hadn’t taken more than a few moments in her company for everything to come rushing back in.Â
Then two days after Valentine, Nephi returned to a card in his mailbox. He stared at the red swirling font as he walked up the stairs, his hands automatically opening the door, setting his bag by the door while still staring at the card. He closed the door, turned the card around, and stared at the words, swallowing.Â
Did he dare to hope now?
Happy to have you back in my life x

















