Good Things Come

"Nice to meet you," my perfect match says, smiling as if he already knows me. I take his hand, steadying myself, trying to ignore how quickly everything about him puts me at ease. This is what I‘ve spent my life preparing for. Saving. Sacrificing. Believing. And now that I‘m finally here, I can feel it—that quiet certainty that everything is about to fall into place. But I‘ll soon learn that even though I waited my whole life for him, I should‘ve kept waiting. For as long as I can remember, I‘ve believed good things come to those who wait. So I waited. I worked harder, saved more, and sacrificed longer. And when I finally met Adam Ruffin—my perfect match—it felt like the universe was rewarding me for every lonely year that came before him. Adam gives me everything I never had: security, attention, and the feeling that I finally matter. For the first time in my life, I believe the future I‘ve always dreamed about is finally within reach. Then things start to change. At first, it‘s easy to explain away. The way Adam always wants to know where I am. The way he talks about the life I should want. The way certain doors in his house remain locked. I tell myself I‘m overthinking. That no relationship is perfect. That love requires trust. But some instincts refuse to stay quiet. And the harder I try to ignore mine, the louder they become. Because the man who feels like everything I‘ve ever wanted may be the one thing I should have feared all along. And if Adam isn‘t the man I thought he was... Then I may already be in more danger than I realize.