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Contracts. Travel. Studio sessions. Performances. People. Deadlines. She knew how to handle all of it. So she got dressed and went to the office. The morning passed in a blur. Natasha moved from one task to the next, keeping herself busy enough that she didn't have to think about the unanswered phone. She reviewed Lena's upcoming schedule. There were still obligations that needed attention. A producer needed confirmation. A meeting needed to be moved. Someone from the label needed an answer. Natasha handled each one. It felt strange doing it without Lena nearby. But familiar enough to keep her grounded. Around midday, Tim called. Natasha answered while looking through a contract. “Hey.” “Have you heard from her?” Natasha knew immediately who he meant. “No.” A pause. “You're still managing everything?” “Yes.” “You shouldn't be.” Natasha looked up from the paperwork. “Why?” “You know why.” “No. I want to hear you say it.” Tim sighed. “Because this isn't healthy anymore.” Natasha leaned back. “Lena hasn't done anything to me.” “That's not the point.” “Then what is?” “She is in love with you.” “I know.” “And you're still going to work together like that's not going to affect anything?” Natasha looked toward the window. “I don't know what's going to happen.” “Then why stay?” “Because I'm her manager.” “You're her best friend too.” “Yes.” “And that's exactly why you need to quit.” Natasha's expression tightened. “No.” “Nat—” “No.” Her voice remained calm. “I am not quitting my job because you're uncomfortable with the fact that Lena loves me.” Silence. Natasha could hear his breathing. Then he said, “I'm uncomfortable because I care about you.” Natasha closed her eyes briefly. “I know.” “I don't want to watch you get hurt.” “She hasn't hurt me.” “She put you in this position.” “No.” Natasha's voice softened. “She told me the truth.” “And now you're making excuses for her.” Natasha sat back. There it was again. That word. Excuses. She had heard it enough now that she was beginning to notice how often it appeared whenever Lena was the subject. “I don't think you understand,” Natasha said. “Then explain it.” “I can't.” “Why?” “Because I don't understand it myself yet.” That was the truth. She didn't know what Lena's confession meant for them. She didn't know what it meant for their friendship. She didn't know what it meant for the future of her work with Lena. She didn't even know what she was supposed to feel. But she knew one thing. None of those questions changed the fact that Lena had respected her request. Natasha looked down at the contract on her desk. “She asked me for nothing.” Tim was silent. “She didn't pressure me,” Natasha continued. “She didn't demand an answer. She didn't ask me to change anything.” Her voice lowered. “She just gave me the space I asked for.” “And you're okay with that?” Natasha looked out the window again. “No.” The admission surprised even her. She swallowed. “But I'm the one who asked for it.” That evening, Natasha sat alone in her apartment. The lights were off. The city glowed beyond the windows. Her phone rested beside her on the couch. She hadn't contacted Lena. #fanfic #Lenamiu #wlw #lenalalina #fyp
Contracts. Travel. Studio sessions. Performances. People. Deadlines. She knew how to handle all of it. So she got dressed and went to the office. The morning passed in a blur. Natasha moved from one task to the next, keeping herself busy enough that she didn't have to think about the unanswered phone. She reviewed Lena's upcoming schedule. There were still obligations that needed attention. A producer needed confirmation. A meeting needed to be moved. Someone from the label needed an answer. Natasha handled each one. It felt strange doing it without Lena nearby. But familiar enough to keep her grounded. Around midday, Tim called. Natasha answered while looking through a contract. “Hey.” “Have you heard from her?” Natasha knew immediately who he meant. “No.” A pause. “You're still managing everything?” “Yes.” “You shouldn't be.” Natasha looked up from the paperwork. “Why?” “You know why.” “No. I want to hear you say it.” Tim sighed. “Because this isn't healthy anymore.” Natasha leaned back. “Lena hasn't done anything to me.” “That's not the point.” “Then what is?” “She is in love with you.” “I know.” “And you're still going to work together like that's not going to affect anything?” Natasha looked toward the window. “I don't know what's going to happen.” “Then why stay?” “Because I'm her manager.” “You're her best friend too.” “Yes.” “And that's exactly why you need to quit.” Natasha's expression tightened. “No.” “Nat—” “No.” Her voice remained calm. “I am not quitting my job because you're uncomfortable with the fact that Lena loves me.” Silence. Natasha could hear his breathing. Then he said, “I'm uncomfortable because I care about you.” Natasha closed her eyes briefly. “I know.” “I don't want to watch you get hurt.” “She hasn't hurt me.” “She put you in this position.” “No.” Natasha's voice softened. “She told me the truth.” “And now you're making excuses for her.” Natasha sat back. There it was again. That word. Excuses. She had heard it enough now that she was beginning to notice how often it appeared whenever Lena was the subject. “I don't think you understand,” Natasha said. “Then explain it.” “I can't.” “Why?” “Because I don't understand it myself yet.” That was the truth. She didn't know what Lena's confession meant for them. She didn't know what it meant for their friendship. She didn't know what it meant for the future of her work with Lena. She didn't even know what she was supposed to feel. But she knew one thing. None of those questions changed the fact that Lena had respected her request. Natasha looked down at the contract on her desk. “She asked me for nothing.” Tim was silent. “She didn't pressure me,” Natasha continued. “She didn't demand an answer. She didn't ask me to change anything.” Her voice lowered. “She just gave me the space I asked for.” “And you're okay with that?” Natasha looked out the window again. “No.” The admission surprised even her. She swallowed. “But I'm the one who asked for it.” That evening, Natasha sat alone in her apartment. The lights were off. The city glowed beyond the windows. Her phone rested beside her on the couch. She hadn't contacted Lena. #fanfic #Lenamiu #wlw #lenalalina #fyp


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