The intimate obsession

long dark hair and a poised demeanor. The grip on the purse in my hand tightened as I watched the woman's hand brush against Jason's arm, a fleeting gesture that sent a pang of jealo

wline, the piercing eyes that seemed to see through me. Suddenly the sound of my na

he spot where Jason's car had driven off, my mind still processing the encounter, I watched as the car grew smaller and smaller until it was out of sight, my gaze gradually returned to the present. I swiveled around to face the person who had called my name, and it

s an air of quiet confidence about him,

eyes twinkling." I had left the office end-of-the-year party earlier than anticipated with the excuse that I don't like staying

aneous downtown adventure, "let's have a quick sn

t push", I said with a smile as he turned to leave. "Merry Christmas Nina", he said over h

the soft gust of wind rustled through the leaves, caressing me with its gentle touch, I took a de

nd tried to keep my mind as numb and as blank as possible, I can't think about it, I

e clock ticking and my aversion to late night, I chose to take my order to go.

ion and tuned in to a music channel, so the noise could fill the sil

e sheen, poured wine into it, took a sip, and immediatel

rhythm of the music, slowly reminiscing on the past e

ght to myself before reachin