How can you tell to your boyfriend that at the moment you felt the intense fear, the person you thought of desperately for relief was your ex?
I couldn’t face Jeremy after the ordeal.
We were supposed to have fun and we were having such a good time if it wasn’t for the butterflies.
Why did it have to be butterflies?!
We cut our trip short and head back.
In my fear, I ended up losing consciousness so Jeremy decided to go back and let me rest.
I couldn’t speak even as we headed back to his penthouse.
Our silence felt awkward.
I wanted to do better with him, but I don’t know why these things keep happening. I know that I never got to tell him my fears. I didn’t think things would play out this way and I didn’t seem to have any opportunities to talk about my fears.
As comfortable as I am with his presence, the topic never seems to have come up.
Even then, I couldn’t help but blame myself.