Desired by All and He Threw Away 103

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Chapter 103

He doesn’t smile.

But something in him softens, settling across his features in a way he never lets the world catch.

Too late.

They caught it today.And in that softness, I see exactly what they saw–what they weren’t supposed to.I hear people’s posts echoing in my mind.

He looks nothing like the man Ella described.

He’s actually… good with kids?

Did we get him wrong?

a strange mix of pride and fear curls low in my stomach twisting like two vines fighting for space.pride because

i know this side of him.I’ve seen it quietly, behind the curtain of his public life.

Noticed the gentleness he hides like it’s dangerous.

Noticing the patience he pretends is indifference.

Seen the softness he keeps locked away like it’s a liability.Fear, because the more the world sees him clearly, the more I have to admit how close I’ve let myself get to the truth of him.

And it terrifies me.

I look down at my phone again, watching one of the videos loop. A girl with neon face paint is latched around his neck, and Aiden is trying not to laugh as she orders him to “stay still so I can paint your forehead!” He does.

He actually does. Lets her paint a crooked rainbow across him while he stays perfectly still, eyes crossed up at her brush like she’s performing heart surgery.

i swallow around the tightness forming in my throat.this is the kind of thing that changes how people think about someone.and i felt it happening in real time.

Aiden runs a hand through his messy hair as he approaches wiping a streak of sweat with the back of his wrist.his shoulders sag in that tired but satisfied way the day settling into his bones.the sun hits him from behind turning the edges of him gold.

when he finally reaches the table his voice drops low barely threading through the leftover noise around us.

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you okay?” he asks.

Two simple words.Soft.Concerned.Unpracticed.

And somehow they hit harder than anything he said earlier on the field.

I lift my eyes to him. the phone still warm in my hand.for a moment i cant speak.not because im overwhelmed by the whole day though thats part of it. But because something else is happening–something I didn’t expect.

This man is standing here in front of me, looking like the world took ten pounds of armor off him without asking

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for permission. Looking like he’s still unsure whether he deserves the softness people saw today.like he doesnt know what to do with it.

the world sees him as one thing.

He sees himself as another.

But me?standing here caught between the fading noise and the glow of what today became i finally understand something i have been refusing to look at straight on.

people are seeing the side of him i have been seeing all along.

The real him.the one who shows up when nobody’s watching.

the one who holds a kid’s hand so gently you would never believe those are football across a field.

the one who listens really listens when someone talks to him.

the one who loses his breath when he laughs.

e hands that can launch a

the one who wants to teach me football just because he thinks i deserve to love what i used to love.

the one who chooses kindness when no one expects him to.

my mouth opens but nothing comes out.my chest feels too tight too full of something fragile.Aiden shifts closer the sun catching the faint freckles across his nose. “Taylor?” he murmurs sounding almost tentative like he’s not sure he’s allowed to worry about me.

something cracks open inside me–small quiet irreversible.

“im fine,” i manage but the words feel thin compared to everything pressing against my ribs.

he studies me for a moment like hes trying to understand something underneath the surface.his gaze is gentle but searching and i feel myself unraveling under it.