Every time I saw him, my heart would race. I admired his confidence, his ambition, and the quiet way he carried himself.
When we were introduced through mutual friends, I believed it was fate. I tried to start conversations. I checked in occasionally.
I showed genuine interest in his life. But instead of reciprocating, he kept snobbing me.
Sometimes he would read my messages and not reply. Other times he would respond hours later with short, dismissive answers. When we met in public, he was polite but distant.
It was confusing because I could sense chemistry, yet he behaved as though I meant nothing to him.
People warned me to move on. They said I was embarrassing myself by chasing someone who clearly was not interested. CONTINUE READING