Crossing lines (Noah and Aiden) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255

Micah

So… hey. I’m Micah.

Yes, that Micah.

I get it. You don’t need to give me that look—I’m fully aware I’m not exactly the crowd favorite. Honestly, if anyone knew I was speaking right now, my comment section would probably explode like a Christmas tree on fire.

But before you decide where to file me in your mental drawer, just hear me out. Not to justify anything. Just to share the truth.

There was a time when Aiden was everything to me.

And I was everything to him.

Not in the way people usually think. I was never his student, never his player, never anyone who could get him into trouble. I was his submissive. By choice. With intention. With joy. What we had—no matter what anyone else wants to call it—was genuine. It wasn’t about possession, or power, or status. It was about belonging. About feeling safe. About finally being seen in a world that kept telling me I was too much—too dramatic, too intense, too needy.

Aiden didn’t just keep me steady. He was my anchor.

And I like to believe I gave him something too—quiet, calm, someone who listened when the shadows of his past grew heavy and he didn’t want to admit how exhausted he was. I held him when his mind unraveled in the dead of night. I gave him my trust, my body, my loyalty, my heart. Every piece of me. Freely. Completely.

But I was young.

And restless.

And I convinced myself I needed something more.

Not more passion or thrill—I had those.

Not more attention or safety—he made sure of that, always.

What I wanted was simpler—and yet more impossible.

I needed him to love me.

But Aiden… Aiden didn’t know how to give himself fully to anyone back then. He could protect. He could guide. He could care. When he looked at you, it felt like you were the center of his universe. But the closer we got, the more afraid he became. His walls grew higher with every step we took. He always stayed just out of reach. I kept telling myself that being near him was enough. That loving him was enough. That if I was patient, he would meet me halfway.

Then came the day he told me he couldn’t love—not me, not anyone—not the way I loved him. Something inside me shattered.

And I made the worst choice of my life.

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I convinced myself that if I walked away, he would finally see what he felt. That the fear of losing me would push him over the line he was too scared to cross.

God, I really believed that.

Punishment without protection.

Someone who hurt me and broke me completely.

I stayed until I barely recognized myself anymore—bruised, ashamed, hollow. And by the time I realized what I’d lost, what I had thrown away, I didn’t know how to come back without collapsing at his feet.

But I came back anyway.

Not to steal him.

Not to win him.

Just to breathe again, close to the person who once felt like home.

And I honestly didn’t understand until I really saw Noah—that the story had already moved on without me.

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That Aiden had learned how to love.