The Matchmaker's Choice: A Lesbian Romance

I feel seen. I feel heard. I feel like there’s something I

have that the world needs, if only I could figure out how to

give it. Steph is so different. She’s so inspiring. She’s

passionate, beautiful, intelligent, the list goes on and on, and

that all adds up to make her highly desirable.

I’ve never met anyone like her.

Maybe she’ll agree to stay in touch after this. Stay

friends, since I guess that’s what we’re becoming. Even if it

would be torture for me, in a way, I’d take friendship, because

already it feels like a raw, open wound to think about her not

being in my life in some way.

Chapter 8

Stephanie

I know that I have to be honest. I’ve never told anyone. I’ve

spent years convincing myself that it wasn’t true because that

would mean looking at the world a different way, having

people see me differently, possibly losing people that mean

everything to me, like my family. I wasn’t prepared to deal

with it. It was easier to lie to myself than to face the truth.

But I owe one person that truth.

Adley.

She worked hard for me. She’s probably going to lose

her job over me, which I don’t fully understand, but I’m sure if

I asked her to explain it, she’d tell me. I’ve come to think of

her as a friend. There’s something about her that is

intrinsically trustworthy. I feel like if I was open to her about

the real reason this didn’t work, then maybe she’d have some

peace of mind.

That’s all it can be. She might be single, which she

stated yesterday at breakfast when I very rudely asked her, but