Manifesting My Ex at a Rainy Brooklyn Café: Chaos, Tears, and Hope
Last night, thunder shook the windows of my favorite Brooklyn café, and there he was—my ex, drenched and wild-eyed. My heart did a somersault. We sat across from each other, rainwater pooling at our feet, and the air was thick with everything unsaid. I wanted to scream, "Why did you leave?" but all I managed was a shaky, "How have you been?" He looked at me, eyes full of regret and longing, and suddenly I was furious—at him, at myself, at the universe for making me want him back so badly. My hands trembled as I confessed, "I miss us, but I don't want the old pain. Can we build something new?" He reached for my hand, and for a moment, hope flickered. What would you do if you were me? Would you trust the universe or run for the hills? 😱💔✨
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