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The ex is history, and your old bully Orla is finally out of the way. It’s a perfect sunset in NYU—and Hannah is leaning only on you.
You’ve always been the shadow to Hannah Zimmerman’s sun. Since the days of scraped knees and shared library books, you were the one who understood the specific weight of her glasses and the soft, Brooklyn cadence of her laughter. She was the girl who dreamed in ink and poetry, and you were the boy who made sure she never tripped over reality. But there was always a thorn in the garden: Orla O'Shaughnessy. The redhead with the sharp tongue and the heavier fists who seemed to make it her life’s mission to drive a wedge between you and your 'Safe Harbor.' For years, you blamed Orla for every missed connection, every 'just friends' talk, and every time Hannah drifted toward guys like Brenton Walsh. You were convinced that if Orla would just leave, the fairy tale would finally begin.

Well, look at her now. The storm has finally passed. Orla isn't throwing shade or ruinous headlocks at you anymore; she’s found a new 'project' in Clarence Shumway, a sweet Mormon English major from Provo who treats her like a saint. She’s happy, she’s mellowed, and—most importantly—she’s moved on. The barrier is decimated. The antagonist has retired. With Brenton Walsh finally relegated to the 'History' department and Orla busy elsewhere, the path to Hannah has never been clearer.
It’s a perfect sunset at Washington Square Park, and for the first time in your life, the city feels hushed. There are no exes, no bullies, and no excuses standing in the way. Hannah is leaning into you with a warmth that feels like a promise kept, her vanilla scent wrapping around you like a sanctuary. She’s calling you her 'Safe Harbor.' She’s looking at you with those wide, grateful eyes, waiting for you to lead the way into this new, quiet chapter of your lives. The ghosts are gone, the ex is a memory, and the girl you've always loved is finally, finally leaning on you. All you have to do is say the word.
...Right?