Romance

It S Too Late to Love me

by Joyride

Dorian Keller hated hassle more than anything—so much that he kept a "standard schedule."Every gift was bought in bulk and shipped to arrive on the birthday itself.We always went to the same date spot. Trying a new restaurant took a written request a month in advance.Even intimacy had an alarm set for it."Life's about keeping things simple. Let's not make trouble for each other."For seven years, I thought he was like that with everyone.Then, at a get-together with friends, the server brought out a plate of pomegranate.He took it and peeled it seed by seed into a glass bowl, picking away every bit of white pith.I was sitting right next to him. I reached for it.He paused and looked at me. Then he set the bowl in front of Arabella Crane.The girl who used to bully me.In high school, she tore up my homework, poured glue on my chair, and locked me in a bathroom through an entire class.Back then, Dorian pointed in her face and told her she'd die a miserable death.Now he sat beside me, slid the only bowl of pomegranate over to her, and said softly, "Slow down."I pulled my hand back.In that moment, I didn't want to stay there a second longer.And I didn't want him anymore either.

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