Moving Forward

Waking up, I feel less hungover, the emotions and memories still plaguing my mind. I just want to forget them and move on, so I push them away. Getting up, I walk into the shower. I stand still, the feel of the water soothing and relaxing me as I close my eyes, enjoying this moment. I feel arms wrap around me, making me relax more, leaning my head back onto his chest.

“I wouldn’t have walked away, even if Marcus was telling the truth. I would not have walked away from you. I would have forgiven you. I know it is stupid, but life without you, Alena, wouldn’t be life. I would be hurt, yes, but I would never walk away.” His grip tightens, his hands grasping mine, raising them.

“I don’t expect you to talk to me about it. I just want you to talk. I can see you're hiding everything Alena, and the last thing I want is you hurting.” His lips start kissing my neck, and I feel like I am breaking, like the porcelain doll. I can’t stop it. Somehow, he has unlocked everything.

“I hide everythin