it’s not that i’m obsessed with making homemade candles... it’s just that i moved cities to follow someone and the only thing that stuck around is my bizarre collection of candle molds. like, I’m talking a rubber chicken mold and a cat shaped one that just looks cursed. so now I’m here, pouring soy wax into weird shapes and pretending my life is a scented retreat. and honestly? the candles are way...
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Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing the Wedding Planner Before 'I Do'" Part 7 of 7 I struggle to catch my breath as Jake approaches. “I’ve been looking for you!” he says, his voice too high, too frantic. My heart races. Why does he look like he’s just come from a crime scene? “What’s going on?” I demand, crossing my arms, trying to project anger, but my voice trembles. “Were you with her?” He freezes, eyes darting away. “No! I mean, yes, but let me explain!” A knot twists in my gut. “Explain what? The kiss? The way you two looked like you were rehearsing a scene for a romance movie?” My words are daggers, and I want to see them cut deep. Suddenly, his face shifts, determination glinting in his eyes. “You don't understand—” “Then help me!” I shout, my emotions spilling over. I fe...
Story Name: "I Caught My Groom Kissing the Wedding Planner Before 'I Do'" Part 7 of 7 I struggle to catch my breath as Jake approaches. “I’ve been looking for you!” he says, his voice too high, too frantic. My heart races. Why does he look like he’s just come from a crime scene? “What’s going on?” I demand, crossing my arms, trying to project anger, but my voice trembles. “Were you with her?” He freezes, eyes darting away. “No! I mean, yes, but let me explain!” A knot twists in my gut. “Explain what? The kiss? The way you two looked like you were rehearsing a scene for a romance movie?” My words are daggers, and I want to see them cut deep. Suddenly, his face shifts, determination glinting in his eyes. “You don't understand—” “Then help me!” I shout, my emotions spilling over. I fe...
it's not that i overthought it or anything—it's just that i planned a whole retirement fantasy with someone i barely know, and then found out they were still secretly sharing their cereal with their ex. like, what do you even do with that information? suddenly, the imaginary bungalow on the beach feels like a joke—who's gonna want to decorate a place for two when one of them is still doing brunch ...