Bella
I don’t know what to do. I clutch my chest in anticipation of the pain I know I will feel when Todd verbally rejects me. I’m trying to be strong and not cry, but this hurts so much. I have no one to blame but myself.
All my life, I dreamed of the day I would meet my mate. I imagined myself running into his big strong arms. He would lift me off the ground, spin me around, and then kiss the very breath out of me.
Sounds childish, doesn’t it?
But when I was a little girl, that was my dream. All those stories my mother told me about finding one’s mate always sounded like a fairytale. I wanted that to be my fairytale.
I wish I had run into Todd’s arms this morning. I wish I had smiled and told him how happy I was to meet him and that we would have a wonderful life together.
But that
