29/08/2025
When I first moved into the compound, I was surprised to find out my landlady was young, beautiful, and full of life. She was nothing like the strict older women I had imagined. At first, our conversations were casual,about bills, water supply, and neighborhood gist. But as time went on, the lines blurred. She laughed at my jokes, visited my flat more often, and before I knew it, we crossed a line we shouldn’t have.
For a moment, it felt exciting. But the reality hit me the next morning. The respect I once had for her seemed lost, and living under the same roof became awkward. I realized I had complicated my own peace of mind, and worse, I couldn’t move freely without feeling guilty. What was supposed to be a sweet escape turned into a heavy burden.
Since then, I’ve carried the regret of one reckless choice,and learned that some temptations aren’t worth the price of comfort and respect. 👇👇👇 ゚
