Loving Him Was Never a Secret

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At fifteen, Zoe met her brother's friend Caleb when he came to her "rescue" in the guidance counselor's office. He descended like a god, dissolving all her embarrassment. A warm cup of hot chocolate led her into four years of silent, unrequited love. He was New York University's golden boy, Wall Street's future elite, a dream far beyond her reach. To catch up to him, she studied relentlessly and came alone to this bustling city, only to want to bury her feelings forever after their reunion. Until that day, when she accidentally glimpsed behind his polished exterior to find a tired, fragile soul suffocating under the weight of his past. She finally understood that this man, whom she had looked up to throughout her youth, needed an embrace too. From then on, she set aside all her timidity and hesitation, becoming his sole protector—awkwardly, yet resolutely. She thought it was still her one-woman show, not realizing that her faint light had already quietly illuminated his entire dark world.

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