71: I'm yours

Dana

I talked about divorce out of anger. I think it was my way of keeping myself safe from Jeremy, but also of punishing him. I needed to think carefully about my decision, but I felt almost sure about it.

“Yes. I meant it, Demian,” I looked away.

I didn’t like my ex-husband knowing intimate details about my relationship, but I didn’t mind throwing the issue in Jeremy’s face while Demian was present.

“Are you happy that my marriage with Jeremy didn’t last?” I raised my eyebrows. I attacked him, and it wasn’t his fault.

Demian looked surprised but understood.

“I’m not attacking you, Dana. And although you might think I want to see you suffer, that’s not true. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have cared that you were kidnapped. I don’t know if you know this, but I...” Demian stopped. Whenever he had something important to tell me, he stayed silent.

“You what?”

“These past three days, I’ve felt like I was dying inside from not having you near me, Dana. You have no idea what the hell I went through