Until you give your all you will never know whether the right choice was to stay or the right choice was to go.
A Victoria Monét x You story.
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A/N: To my new readers/followers, Welcome! I hope you've enjoyed your journey here and I'm so grateful you could join us! Please don't forget to vote/like each chapter even if you choose not to comment! It helps fuel me and is immensely appreciated! 🥹
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🎶 I'm just a little bit curious about the way you feel and I've never been scared to keep it real.
How can you blame me?
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It's been a week since our conversation.
A very long week.
A week of awkward glances. A week of tense rehearsals. A week of slow, inconsistent texts and calls.
And it's mainly my fault.
Though I did try to carry on like nothing happened at first, I just couldn't. It was like this huge sense of inadequacy had came over me.
Was I not good enough to be exclusive with her? Was there someone else? What was the problem?
Constant questions plagued my mind with no real answers in sight.
I mean, I wanted to ask her but every time I saw her my heart sighed... and not in the dreamy, romantic, birds chirping, butterfly flurry type of way.
I was disappointed.
Disappointed that something that was so good was in fact too good to be true but I guess it was better to know now then get in too deep.
Right?
I brushed my feelings aside, trying to focus on the workout regimen John had me on, instead of my pestering thoughts. I wasn't training with him today since he was out of town but thankfully he sent me my schedule for the week before he left. It was a great distraction plus a stress relief. And obviously, I had plenty of stress to relieve.
