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The roads I walked through, I vanished.
Alex wanted to settle, find someone, and live peacefully. He went on many dates, even though he was an introvert. For this to work, he knew he would have to put in the effort.
Finding a job, having someone to spend time with, is a dream for every individual.
There is a colleague of his that he likes, but the problem is that there is something tingly whenever he talks to her. She is kind and interesting.
A girl of his dreams.
Both of them share a chemistry.
Yet Alex senses something spine quieting, some kind of perfume.
That could be a choice for people. I personally do not like it, he believes.
He likes her, but the air is skin crawling around her.
I am getting old, Alex says to himself. No more excuses to get out of situationships.
He starts talking, and things move forward. They spend time together, and some red flags begin to appear. She takes care of him, almost too caring.
Alex鈥檚 life changes quite a bit with her. He has no job now. He has no choice but to live with her.
Now he knows what he smells.
It reminds him of when he used to visit his father鈥檚 grave.
He keeps his thoughts to himself. There must be no signs of this recent discovery.
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