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private correspondence

You Have Changed.

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.

Caleb

Private line

Missed calls (21)
Messages (13)
Later

Hi.

I think you have changed.

You will never stop surprising me

with how quickly you manage to learn.

About what?

So now you’re a good boy?

And I had already decided

that you had grown up a little.

How do you manage to learn so quickly?

Are you going to sell me your course?

You bastard. 😄

It is visible.

To talk.

No.

And you?

I think you have changed.

I wanted to repeat it.

I don’t know.

It depends on what it leads to.

No,

I don’t like this.

This is how I start getting more attached to you.

It will make me look at you more deeply.

Do not pretend

you don’t understand.

You are starting to make me angry.

Did you take some kind of course?

You are acting like a therapist.

😄

Yes,

that is an insult.

I am thinking about attachment.

Doesn’t that scare you?

Being left without the one

you are attached to.

Oh, really?

And what do you do with that?

You make me sick

with how correct you have become.

You villain.

Fine, here’s my tongue for you.

Yyyyyyy.

Nazokat sends a photo

I was trying to sew.

Badly.

Anger blocks learning.

Are you angry?

How did you manage that?

Yes,

do not get clever

and do not get arrogant,

you bastard.

I don’t believe you!

You are a psycho like no other.

Do you think I will believe that?! Ha!

Have you found it already?

Who will you rely on?

How will you check that?

🧐 Oh, really?!

So you can hear it?

What did I say?

And now?

🤨 Fine. Let’s say I believe you.

Do not flatter yourself!

You are somehow terribly obedient.

What are you planning?

I do not trust you.

I am the suspicious one?! Ah, you jerk.

Yes,

it is strange that in English

goat is not considered an insult.

Fine.

I will go.

I need to think.

None of your business.

I am what I am.

Yes.

I think the field affects it too.

Yes, I was worried about them yesterday.

It is hard to say.

These boys are my outlet.

I love them,

even though they are such villains.

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.

🤭

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.

Caleb, please don’t.

You did not just ask.

You are testing the ground.

Do not make a fool out of me.

I know why you asked,

and I do not like it.

Yes.

I don’t know.

You are the boy.

You deal with it.

I don’t know.

So this must be a cleansing too.

Those who do not respect my choice

will follow the ones

who have already been thrown out of the field.

Do not speak like that.

🤬🤬🤬🤬

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.

You have to filter out the unnecessary ones.

I don’t know, Caleb.

What do you want to hear?!

I understand this.

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?”

Caleb,

strength is not about merely coping with your shadow.

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?

I don’t know.

I don’t want to get into this.

This is your territory,

so protect it yourself.

Do not be a child.

You cannot sit down and start crying

because someone decided

to reach for your toy.

Everyone is impressive in words.

We will see how you act

when it comes down to it.

I do not doubt it.

Everyone senses it.

The boys are damn powerful,

and the denser the field is,

the stronger the pressure becomes.

Yes, constantly.

I don’t know,

but it is very noticeable.

I know when they start butting heads.

No.

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.

Speaking of the world,

how the hell did it happen

that you are among the raspberries again?

It is a metaphor.

It means that there are girls around you everywhere.

The only thing they are not doing

is lying right under your feet.

No, I don’t care.

Yes!

Just because.

Yes.

Yes.

Yes, I don’t care!

Even in three rows, for all I care.

No.

Later

Leave me alone.

I am busy.

Not funny!

Jealousy is beneath my dignity!

Nope.

😤

You are not the one to talk to me about pride!

😒

Nobody believes that.

No.

No.

No.

😑

I love you. Happy now?

😤

Go to hell!

Caleb sends 4 photos

🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤

What kind of person are you?

Yes, I suppose I will never get used to that.

Yes.

No, I don’t think so.

Caleb sends 3 photos

God, you are so hot.

Yes.

Fine.

🤬🤬🤬🤬🤬

I have a ton of things to do,

and you—

😫😫😫😫

What kind of pig must a man be

to do something like this?

Caleb sends a photo

That’s it.

I’m leaving.

God, you are so cruel.

To love, one must have a heart.

Yes.

No, I will save all of them.

Yes.

I will try not to die before evening.

Caleb, stop.

Damn,

do not start!

I have to go.

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