"How do you feel, my love?"
"I'm fine."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes..."
After talking about my inability to shift, David took me to the lake.
I was thankful for that.
It felt suffocating to keep staying there, but I couldn't find it in me to get up and leave the room on my own.
I wanted to submerge myself at the bottom of the lake once again, but David stopped me. So now, we were just staying on the rocks, with our feet in the water and gazing at the Moon.
"Emmelysa, my love, can we talk?"
"More talking?"
"Yes, love. I want to talk. Just the two of us. Sharing your problems and feelings is better than bottling them up. I know that's hard for you... I know you've been through a lot, and I know you have trust issues. But I hope you can have someone you can rely on. Someone you could sha
