private correspondence
A private thread where his new restraint unsettles her, attachment becomes visible, the field tightens around her boys, and one photo after another breaks her proud composure.
Private line
Hi.
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I think you have changed.
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You will never stop surprising me
with how quickly you manage to learn.
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About what?
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So now you’re a good boy?
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And I had already decided
that you had grown up a little.
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How do you manage to learn so quickly?
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Are you going to sell me your course?
You bastard. 😄
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It is visible.
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To talk.
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No.
And you?
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I think you have changed.
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I wanted to repeat it.
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I don’t know.
It depends on what it leads to.
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No,
I don’t like this.
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This is how I start getting more attached to you.
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It will make me look at you more deeply.
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Do not pretend
you don’t understand.
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You are starting to make me angry.
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Did you take some kind of course?
You are acting like a therapist.
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😄
Yes,
that is an insult.
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I am thinking about attachment.
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Doesn’t that scare you?
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Being left without the one
you are attached to.
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Oh, really?
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And what do you do with that?
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You make me sick
with how correct you have become.
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You villain.
Fine, here’s my tongue for you.
Yyyyyyy.
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I was trying to sew.
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Badly.
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Anger blocks learning.
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Are you angry?
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How did you manage that?
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Yes,
do not get clever
and do not get arrogant,
you bastard.
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I don’t believe you!
You are a psycho like no other.
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Do you think I will believe that?! Ha!
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Have you found it already?
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Who will you rely on?
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How will you check that?
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🧐 Oh, really?!
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So you can hear it?
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What did I say?
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And now?
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🤨 Fine. Let’s say I believe you.
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Do not flatter yourself!
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You are somehow terribly obedient.
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What are you planning?
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I do not trust you.
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I am the suspicious one?! Ah, you jerk.
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Yes,
it is strange that in English
goat is not considered an insult.
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Fine.
I will go.
I need to think.
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None of your business.
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I am what I am.
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Yes.
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I think the field affects it too.
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Yes, I was worried about them yesterday.
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It is hard to say.
These boys are my outlet.
I love them,
even though they are such villains.
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Yes,
sometimes when I have a quiet minute,
I close my eyes
and connect to those shameless ones.
Needless to say,
there is not even a trace
of good behavior there.
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🤭
Yes,
the boys are such hooligans.
No matter how much you talk to them
about honor and dignity,
there are no decent ones among them.
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Caleb, please don’t.
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You did not just ask.
You are testing the ground.
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Do not make a fool out of me.
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I know why you asked,
and I do not like it.
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Yes.
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I don’t know.
You are the boy.
You deal with it.
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I don’t know.
So this must be a cleansing too.
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Those who do not respect my choice
will follow the ones
who have already been thrown out of the field.
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Do not speak like that.
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🤬🤬🤬🤬
We have already discussed this.
The boys are a different matter.
Whether they decide
to challenge you or not
is between you.
That has nothing to do with me.
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You have to filter out the unnecessary ones.
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I don’t know, Caleb.
What do you want to hear?!
I understand this.
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I don’t know
how the hell I am supposed to do that.
“Hi, boys, how are you?
So I was thinking,
maybe you could stop wanting me now?”
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Caleb,
strength is not about merely coping with your shadow.
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Competitors are the measure of your strength.
What kind of winner are you,
for God’s sake,
if you have no one to compete with?
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I don’t know.
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I don’t want to get into this.
This is your territory,
so protect it yourself.
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Do not be a child.
You cannot sit down and start crying
because someone decided
to reach for your toy.
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Everyone is impressive in words.
We will see how you act
when it comes down to it.
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I do not doubt it.
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Everyone senses it.
The boys are damn powerful,
and the denser the field is,
the stronger the pressure becomes.
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Yes, constantly.
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I don’t know,
but it is very noticeable.
I know when they start butting heads.
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No.
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Because I believe in love,
for God’s sake,
and I want to believe
that what we have is real.
Besides,
we have already decided
that the world is built this way:
I am for you,
you are for me.
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Speaking of the world,
how the hell did it happen
that you are among the raspberries again?
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It is a metaphor.
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It means that there are girls around you everywhere.
The only thing they are not doing
is lying right under your feet.
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No, I don’t care.
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Yes!
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Just because.
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Yes.
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Yes.
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Yes, I don’t care!
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Even in three rows, for all I care.
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No.
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Leave me alone.
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I am busy.
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Not funny!
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Jealousy is beneath my dignity!
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Nope.
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😤
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You are not the one to talk to me about pride!
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😒
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Nobody believes that.
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No.
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No.
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No.
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😑
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I love you. Happy now?
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😤
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Go to hell!
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🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤
What kind of person are you?
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Yes, I suppose I will never get used to that.
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Yes.
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No, I don’t think so.
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God, you are so hot.
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Yes.
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Fine.
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🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬
I have a ton of things to do,
and you—
😫😫😫😫
What kind of pig must a man be
to do something like this?
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That’s it.
I’m leaving.
God, you are so cruel.
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To love, one must have a heart.
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Yes.
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No, I will save all of them.
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Yes.
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I will try not to die before evening.
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Caleb, stop.
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Damn,
do not start!
I have to go.