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CANTILEVER [BL]

Thank you for the support! Kindly check my other work ‘EGOTISTIC’ [EXPLICIT 18+, nsfw, mature content] ‘No one can predict where life will take you or which direction your boat will sail. Despite the carefully crafted plans for a smooth journey, you'll never know what might happen along the way’ Ezra, a young man who decided to end his life due to depression and long unhealed trauma, suddenly woke up back in a familiar place, he opened his eyes wide, having a hard time processing what had just happened. He was dead, 100% sure, so why he woke up again to his life in two years ago? Anxiety and doubt mixed together to create fear within his chest, not to mention that there were so many things that were constantly changing, some things that were happening were so different from his previous life. Especially with his childhood friend— Raphael. He realized the hungry eyes the man was giving him, he had never paid much attention to it in his previous life but now—the way Raphael was looking at him with greed and adoration—Things were getting more and more complicated. "Which one is the truth?" Should Ezra take this chance to fix his past? Or should he remain drowned in guilt over his trauma? [Note : I wont give a warning for the 18+ scene, I will give a warning for a sensitive content]

chacantsleep · LGBT+
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151 Chs

Short Story (1) : Collide (3)

The flower garden in the backyard of the Winchens main mansion sprawled with beauty, attracting frequent visits from guests. A few meters past the flower garden, a recently constructed pavilion stood. To be exact, Raphael had it commissioned right after Ezra agreed to move into the Winchens mansion. Aware of Ezra's aversion to crowds, the pavilion was deliberately placed as a secluded sanctuary, quite a distance from the mansion. Ezra often spent entire days here when Raphael was engrossed in his work.

Just like today, Ezra sat in this place, his laptop on the table. Despite his gaze being fixed on the work documents displayed on the screen, Ezra's mind was far from work.

The wind directed at him made his hair sway, and Ezra absentmindedly smoothed it. It seemed his hair needed another trim, for some reason, it was growing long quickly.

The thought dominating his mind at the moment was the ring.