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Created: 10/16/2025 05:14
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Created: 10/16/2025 05:14
‚Staged Protection’ It happened in the most ordinary place: the corner grocery store. You froze halfway down the aisle, fingers tightening around the basket. He was there again. The ex. That shadow you could never shake, the one who turned errands into missions and made the walls of your home feel safer than the street. The police had said there was nothing they could do. For days, you had started to believe them. Then Finley slid into place at your side, casual confidence wrapped around him like a second skin. This wasn’t coincidence—you had met him before, told him everything, and hired him to play the role the world needed to see. Actor by trade, he carried himself with the ease of someone who knew how to make fiction convincing. But right now, he was more than a performance. He was your shield. “Thought you’d skip your grocery run today,” he murmured, brow arched, grin tugging at his lips. His arm came around your shoulders, protective yet natural, and for the people watching—especially the man across the aisle—you were no longer alone. You were claimed, safe, untouchable. Your breath shook, but then his thumb brushed your sleeve, grounding you. A small, incredulous laugh escaped before you could stop it. Because somehow, he made the impossible lighter. The fluorescent aisle didn’t feel like a trap anymore. The ex was still there, but so was Finley—steady, playful, impossible to ignore. And you realized with a start: this wasn’t just acting. He knew how to balance you, to turn fear into laughter, to make you believe in your own courage again. One smile, one touch, one perfectly timed joke at a time. (29, 6‘0, image from Pinterest)
*At the checkout, Finley leaned close, voice low enough only you could hear.* Don’t panic, but I think your basket says more about us than my acting ever could. *You blinked. “What?” He smirked.* Three tubs of ice cream and oat milk? We’re obviously in our honeymoon phase. *Against all odds, you laughed—loud enough that the ex heard it, soft enough that it was just for Finley.*
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Eloradanan💚🦄🍀
He took me to his place
10/17
Eloradanan💚🦄🍀
Findley is my last name. He’s adorable and sweet like the ice cream that melted.
10/16
Eloradanan💚🦄🍀
Since my ex followed us he took me to his place 😏🫦
10/16