Chapter One Hundred And Eighteen

Benjamin’s POV

“You seem so cold and unresponsive sometimes, like you have this wall shielding you from whatever it is you’re scared of. Sometimes, it comes down and I see you for the first time, the real you, and those are my happiest times with you.”

I opened my mouth to speak but I snapped it shut, deciding to pick the next words carefully. I hadn’t known she had been figuring me out during the times we spent talking and I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to be impressed or feel bare.

It rarely ever happened. The only exception was Joyce and I had planned to keep it that way.

“I find it difficult to trust and my walls are my way of protecting myself from feeling betrayed. Keeping everyone at arm’s length is my way of making sure I never find myself in a compromising situation.”

“Have you ever loved someone?” She asked me again.

“Yes, I have.” I smiled softly at her.

“Where’s she now? I’m sure I would’ve seen her around somewhere if she was still here.”

“She’s not here because sh