He climbed the stairs, his heartbeat echoing in the quiet hallway. When Maya opened the door, she looked exactly like home—oversized sweater, hair in a messy bun, and that look of gentle confusion she always had when he showed up unannounced. "Julian? It’s eleven o'clock. Is everything okay?"
"I’m saying I’m tired of the games. I’m tired of pretending that I don't look for you in every room I walk into." He reached out, taking her hand. "No more half-truths. No more 'just friends' when we both know it’s more. I love you. And from here on out, I’m done keeping that a secret." Babyface - Never Keeping Secrets
"Finally," she whispered, a small, knowing smile tugging at her lips. "I thought you were going to keep me guessing forever." He climbed the stairs, his heartbeat echoing in
He didn't wait for her to invite him in. He stepped into the entryway, the air smelling of her vanilla candles. It’s eleven o'clock
How do you feel about the of the ending—should we add more dialogue or keep it focused on the emotional release ?
In his hand was a small velvet box, but in his head, a single line from a song he’d heard that morning kept looping: “I’m never keeping secrets no more.”