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Bridging the Gap – Jack & Ally Part 2
Bridging the Gap – Jack & Ally Part 2
The compass now sat proudly on Ally’s work desk, catching the morning sunlight that spilled through her window. It wasn’t just a compass anymore—it had become her daily reminder of a connection forming miles away, delicate yet strong.
But as the days passed, reality began to creep in like a quiet shadow.
(Ally): “Talking is easy, but can words alone carry the weight of love? Can pixels and calls replace presence?”
Late-Night Call
One night, Ally sat cross-legged on her bed, her sketchpad tossed aside, staring at her glowing phone screen. Jack’s name appeared, and she answered, her voice soft.
Ally:
"Hey, you sound tired. Long day?"
"I sometimes wonder how you do it… coding all day and still having energy for me."
"I don’t want to be just… a distraction."
"Do you ever feel like this distance might swallow us whole?"
"Because sometimes… I’m scared."
Jack leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples, but when he heard her voice, a tired smile spread.
Jack:
"You’re not a distraction, Ally—you’re the reason my days feel lighter."
"Yeah, I’m tired, but hearing you? It’s like breathing fresh air after hours underground."
"The distance… yeah, it’s tough, but it’s also teaching me something."
"That what we have is worth the wait."
"You’re not just someone I text—you’re becoming the person I imagine my future with."
The silence that followed wasn’t empty. It was thick with unspoken emotion, each heartbeat echoing across the invisible line connecting them.
The Misunderstanding
A few days later, Ally noticed Jack hadn’t replied for hours. Her messages sat unread. The familiar ache of doubt began to tighten in her chest.
thought (Ally): “Is he losing interest? Was I just another story in his book of curiosities?”
When Jack finally called, his voice was rushed.
Jack:
"I’m sorry, Ally. Work exploded today, I barely got a second to breathe."
"I hate that I made you feel ignored."
"Please believe me when I say… you’re always on my mind, even when I can’t type it out."
"I don’t want distance or silence to ever make you question us."
"You mean more to me than just another chat window."
Her heart softened instantly, guilt washing over her for doubting.
Ally:
"I know… I know you’re trying. I just—sometimes I need reassurance."
"This compass, it helps, but it’s not you. I want to feel you here, laugh with you here."
"Promise me we’ll find a way to make this real."
"I don’t want to be another fleeting ‘almost’ in someone’s life."
"I want to be the story you fight for."
The Antique Gift – Pocket Watch
Wanting to ease her doubts, Jack decided on something more personal.
He rummaged through his small collection until his fingers landed on a carefully polished Roman Number Brass Pocket Watch. It was one of his favorites—elegant, timeless, engraved with faint marks of its journey.
He wrapped it carefully and mailed it to her with a simple note:
“Because time doesn’t diminish love. It only makes it more precious.”
When Ally opened it, her breath caught. The weight of the pocket watch in her hand, the delicate ticking sound—it felt like holding a piece of his heartbeat across the distance.
(Ally): “This isn’t just about antiques. This is Jack saying: our time, no matter the distance, is ours.”
She wore it like a secret, a reminder tucked inside her jacket pocket. And every time she touched it, she felt closer to him.
A Virtual Date
That weekend, Jack suggested something new—an online dinner date.
Jack:
"Let’s order the same food, pour the same wine, and pretend we’re at the same table."
"I want to see you laugh while I mess up opening this bottle."
"I want tonight to feel real, even if we’re apart."
"Close your eyes, Ally… can you imagine me sitting across from you?"
"Because when I close mine, you’re already here."
Ally:
"You’re ridiculous, Jack… but you’re also perfect."
"I can see it. You fumbling with the cork, me rolling my eyes, but secretly loving it."
"This isn’t just a screen anymore—it’s a window to something I didn’t think I’d find."
"Do you realize what you’re doing to me?"
"You’re making me believe in this… in us."
As they ate, laughed, and toasted through their screens, the loneliness felt less heavy. For a few hours, it was just two souls in sync, distance erased by love’s persistence.
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