NEVER WILL I TRY
is last breakup had left him bruised and uncertain. But love, that stubborn force, had nudged him to try
eciphering a secret. Jabari, curious and drawn to her, had made a comment about the artist's bold use
her truth, even when it wasn't what he wanted to hear. And for a while, that honesty wa
ciplined and driven as he was. Naomi, on the other hand, was content with the present. She had a simple j
ate to dates sometimes, unapologetically saying, "I lost track of time." She
her tea, her eyes scanning the room with a dreamy detachment. Jabar
e measured, "don't you ever
ning her attenti
ng bigger goals. I feel like you're
but firm. "I am okay with how things are
ng up. "But don't you want more ou
mbing higher? Earning more? For me, growth is about finding peace, ab
g back in his cha
h," she finished fo
ond, the silence b
gs. Naomi wasn't perfect. She wasn't what he'd envisioned in a partner. But she was kind,
i texted her. Can we ta
ying the scent of fresh grass. Naomi sat on the
ture I have," he admitted, his voice heavy with
anything, letti
the problem. You make me slow down, appreciate things I never noticed
rfect, Jabari. And I'm not going to change who I am. But i
tive smile spreading across his f
is rigid expectations, while Naomi made an effort to me