Love In Between

Over the next few months, Bruce’s life took a turn for the worse. He couldn’t shake off the feeling of loss and grief that had settled in his heart. He had lost his parents, the two people who had meant the world to him. He couldn’t imagine going on without them.

He stopped running his company, CT Wines, and instead, he stayed holed up in his house, rarely seen in public. When he was alone, he would drink himself to sleep, his heart heavy with sorrow. He couldn’t bring himself to care about anything else, all he could think about was the pain of losing his parents.

He stopped returning Ava’s calls and texts, he couldn’t bear to talk to anyone, not even her. He knew that she was worried about him, but he couldn’t bring himself to reach out to her. He felt like he had let her down, and he couldn’t bear the thought of facing her.

His friends and family tried to reach out to him, to help him through his grief, but he pushed them away. He couldn’t stand the thought of being pitied, he wanted to grieve in peace.

He became a recluse, only leaving his house for essential things, He stopped taking care of himself, his hair grew unkempt, and he stopped shaving. He lost weight, his once sharp features now gaunt, He stopped answering calls and texts from his friends and family, he was in a dark place and he didn’t want anyone to see him that way.

The only thing that seemed to bring him some form of comfort was alcohol, he drank more and more each day, trying to numb the pain, but it never worked. He felt like he was stuck in a never-ending cycle of grief and depression.

It was a difficult time for Bruce, and it seemed like there was no way out of the darkness. He was consumed by grief, and he couldn’t see a way forward. He didn’t know how to move on, how to live without his parents, and how to run the company without their guidance. He was lost, and it seemed like there was no way back.

Ava couldn’t shake off the feeling of worry for Bruce. She had heard about his company, CT Wines, slowly crumbling and she knew that something had to be done. She knew that she had to see him, to make sure he was alright. Even though Andrew warned her against it, she knew that she had to do something to help her friend.

She dressed in a casual evening outfit, a pair of jeans, and a blouse, she wanted to be comfortable for the long drive to Bruce’s house. She left the office in the evening after work, her heart heavy with concern. She knew that this was going to be a difficult conversation, but she was determined to help him.

On the drive, she couldn’t stop thinking about Bruce, she couldn’t shake off the feeling of guilt and responsibility. She knew that she had a part in his current state, and she felt like she had to make things right.

As Ava approached Bruce’s house, her heart was heavy with worry and concern. She knew that this was going to be a difficult conversation, but she was determined to help her friend. She rang the doorbell and waited, but there was no answer. She tried the handle and to her surprise, it was unlocked. She walked in and called out his name, but there was no answer.

She made her way through the house, her heart racing with anxiety. She found him in the living room, sitting on the couch, staring blankly at the wall. She could see the pain and sadness in his eyes, and her heart broke for him.

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Bruce looked up at her, his expression cold and distant. “Ava, what are you doing here?” he said, his voice filled with anger.

Ava could see that he didn’t want her there, but she refused to leave. “I heard about your company, Bruce. I know things have been tough for you. I came here because I wanted to help you” Ava said, her voice filled with concern.

Bruce looked at her, his eyes filled with pain. “Ava, I appreciate your concern, but I don’t need your help. I can handle this on my own” he said, his voice filled with bitterness.

Ava could see that he was in pain, and she knew that he was pushing her away. She refused to give up on him. “Bruce, I know you’re hurting, but you can’t do this alone. You need someone to lean on, someone to help you through this difficult time” Ava said, her voice filled with determination.

She knew that she had to do something to help him. She looked around the kitchen and saw that it was a mess, empty bottles of alcohol and takeout containers were everywhere. She decided to make something nice for him, something that would lift his spirits.

She went to the kitchen and started to prepare a meal. She wanted to make something that was simple but delicious, something that he would enjoy. She rummaged through the fridge and found some ingredients. She decided to make him a hearty stew with some fresh bread.

As she cooked, she could hear Bruce still sitting on the couch, lost in his thoughts. She knew that she had to do something to help him. She walked back into the living room, and approached him.

“Bruce, I’m making you something to eat. But first, you need to take a shower and shave that overgrown beard.” Ava said, her voice filled with concern.

Bruce looked up at her, his expression cold and distant. “Ava, I don’t need your help. I can take care of myself” he said, his voice filled with anger.

Ava could see that he was in pain, and she knew that he was pushing her away. She refused to give up on him. “Bruce, I know you’re hurting, but you can’t let yourself go like this. You need to take care of yourself, for your parents, for yourself, and for me” Ava said, her voice filled with determination.

Bruce looked at her, and for the first time in months, he felt a flicker of hope. He knew that she was right, he knew that he needed her. He stood up and walked towards the bathroom, his head down.

Ava waited for Bruce to come out of the bathroom, she could hear the sound of the shower running and knew that he was cleaning himself up. She went back to the kitchen to finish up the meal she was preparing. She wanted everything to be perfect for him.

After what felt like an eternity, Bruce emerged from the bathroom, looking freshened up and clean-shaven. Ava could see that he had made an effort to take care of himself, and she felt a sense of relief wash over her.

“Bruce, you look so much better,” Ava said, her voice filled with warmth.

Bruce looked at her, a small smile on his face. “Thanks, Ava. I feel better too” he said, his voice filled with gratitude.

Ava led him to the kitchen table, where she had set a beautiful spread for him. The stew was bubbling and delicious, and the bread was warm and fragrant. Bruce sat down and began to eat, and Ava could see the pleasure on his face.

“Ava, this is delicious. Thank you” he said, his voice filled with appreciation.

Ava smiled, happy that she could bring him some small measure of comfort. “I’m glad you like it. I just wanted to do something nice for you” she said, her voice filled with empathy.

They ate the meal together in silence, both lost in their thoughts. But there was a sense of comfort between them, a sense of understanding and support. Ava knew that it was going to be a long road to recovery for Bruce, but she was determined to be there for him every step of the way.

As they finished the dishes, Bruce and Ava found themselves alone in the kitchen. The tension between them was palpable, and they both knew that something was going to happen. Without a word, Bruce took Ava’s hand and led her to his bedroom.

Once inside, he turned to her and pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her waist. He looked into her eyes, and she saw the longing and desire in his gaze. Without a word, he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers.

Ava felt her heart race as their lips met. She had dreamed of this moment for so long, and now it was finally happening. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close as she returned his kiss.

Their kisses grew more passionate as they clung to each other, their bodies pressed together. Bruce’s hands roamed over Ava’s curves, igniting a fire within her. She could feel the heat rising within her, and she knew that she wanted him just as much as he wanted her.

They fell onto the bed, their bodies entwined as they gave in to their passion. They explored each other’s bodies with a sense of urgency, their kisses growing more and more intense. They moved together in perfect harmony, each touch and caress sending shivers down their spines.

As they reached the peak of their passion, they both cried out each other’s name, their bodies trembling with pleasure. They lay together, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating as one.