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CHAPTER — TRYING
Jayjay's POV
The house was quiet.
Too quiet.
But not in the same way as before.
Not cold.
Not distant.
Just…
Still.
I stood near the window, arms crossed lightly, staring outside without really seeing anything.
My mind wasn't there.
It was stuck on him.
On everything he said.
I fell for you.
My chest tightened slightly.
I exhaled slowly, closing my eyes for a second.
Why did that stay?
Why did it feel like that?
Footsteps.
I didn't turn.
I didn't need to.
I knew.
Keifer Watson
He stopped somewhere behind me.
Close.
Not too close.
But enough.
"Jay."
My name.
Soft.
I turned slightly.
"Hmm?"
He looked at me.
Not through me.
At me.
"I'm trying."
My breath stilled.
"I know I didn't… before," he continued quietly.
"I know I made you feel like you didn't matter."
My fingers curled slightly.
"And I can't change that."
A pause.
"But I'm trying now."
My chest tightened.
He stepped closer.
"I don't know how to do this properly."
His voice dropped.
"But I'm not going to ignore you anymore."
My eyes lifted to his.
"And I'm not going to pretend you don't matter."
A beat.
"You do."
My breath caught.
I looked away first.
Because it was too much.
"I didn't ask you to try," I said quietly.
"I know."
"I'm doing it anyway."
Silence.
Heavy.
But not suffocating.
"You can stop me if you want," he said.
I didn't.
I couldn't.
His hand lifted slowly.
Brushed my wrist.
Then held my hand.
Warm.
Steady.
My fingers didn't pull away.
I looked at our hands.
Then at him.
And something in me—
Shifted.
Not fully.
But enough.
"I'm going to shower," I said quietly, pulling my hand back gently.
He nodded.
Didn't stop me.
Didn't say anything.
But his eyes followed me until I walked away.
The water was warm 🫧🤍.
Too warm.
But I didn't move.
I let it fall over me, trying to calm the mess in my head.🤍
Him.
His words.
The way he looked at me.
The way he held my hand.
Why did it feel different now?
Why did I feel different?
I turned the water off slowly.
Wrapped a towel around myself.
Another around my hair.
And stepped out.
The room felt colder now.
Quieter.
I walked out, drying my hair lightly with the towel—
Then stopped.
Keifer Watson
He was there.
Leaning slightly against the wall.
Like he had been waiting.
My heart skipped.
"…What are you doing here?" I asked softly.
"Waiting."
Simple.
My breath caught slightly.
"For what?"
"For you."
That did something to me.
Something I didn't understand.
I looked away quickly.
"I can manage," I muttered, trying to move past him.
But before I could—
He reached out.
Gently.
Not stopping me.
Just—
Holding the towel in my hand.
My breath hitched slightly.
"I'll do it."
My brows furrowed.
"What?"
"Your hair."
My heart skipped again.
"I said I can—"
"I know."
His voice wasn't harsh.
Just calm.
"But let me."
A pause.
I hesitated.
This felt—
Too close.
Too personal.
Too much.
But…
I didn't say no.
Slowly—
I turned.
My back facing him now.
My fingers loosening their grip on the towel.
He took it.
Carefully💛
Like I'd break if he wasn't.
Then—
Gently—
He started drying my hair🫧
Slow.
Careful.
Not rushing.
Not rough.
My breath softened.
I stood still.
Because moving felt impossible.
Every small movement of his hands—
Felt too real.
Too close.
Too… soft.
This wasn't the same man.
Not the one who ignored me.
Not the one who made me feel invisible.
This was—
Someone else.
Or maybe—
The same person.
Just…
Without the walls.
"You don't have to do this," I whispered softly.
His hands didn't stop.
"I want to."
A simple answer.
But it stayed.
I swallowed slightly.
My chest tightening again.
Not painfully.
Just…
Full.
His fingers brushed slightly against my neck as he moved the towel.
A small, accidental touch.
But it sent something through me.
Something warm.
Something unfamiliar.
I closed my eyes for a second.
Trying to steady myself.
But it didn't help.
Because he was still there.
Still close.
Still gentle.
And I didn't move away.
I didn't stop him.
And maybe—
That said more than anything I could've said out loud✨️♥️
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Hey lovelies,
If you guys have any idea on your mind for this book , maybe jayfer moments. Please let me know 🫧🤍🎀✨️
Your ideas matter 🌷🤍
But remember I want something slow , healing bit by bit 💛🤭
Like he does something for her 🫶🏻✨️🎀,
And remember a jealously part is coming soon ...👀🤭🔥