The Stranger I Like (2.9)
Swanity -one sided devotion He caught feelings for me — and now I’m stuck in this twisted fairytale where I’m the villain without even trying to be. Recently, I got a proposal from a guy who, by all means, seemed like he was crafted by the universe’s "nice guy" department. He wasn’t just good; he was the kind of rare good that feels like finding a four-leaf clover in a field of weeds. Humble, genuine — the type of guy who probably rescues stray puppies on his way to work and calls his mom just to ask if she ate. He made efforts too — the kind that weren’t loud or performative, but quietly undeniable. The kind of gestures that belong in those painfully romantic, rain-soaked movie scenes where the guy stands there, drenched, holding flowers and his heart in his hands. Except this wasn’t a movie — it was real, and he was standing right in front of me, offering something most people spend a lifetime searching for. Something honest. Something pure. The problem? My heart had alr...